The ancestor of the Blue God did not expect that this group of righteous people would suddenly take action. He has lived under the thousands of feet of ice in the Antarctic Light Realm for a long time. He is the most mysterious one among the overseas casual cultivators. No one knows his origins, nor does he know who he is. What kind of Taoist method is it? He deserves to be possessed by his weak spirit today, and he is facing bad luck. He is alone and can fight. None of the Kun Lao Taoist Wuzhen old nuns are good birds, and Wuzhen old nun can be regarded as the top overseas. Experts, more than forty people dealt with one person, and it was a sneak attack. The ancestor of the Blue God was not killed, which is an exception.
Seeing that the magic flying swords of more than thirty of them had only destroyed half of the Yuan Ti of the ancestor of the Blue God, and that the blood and the five internal organs were all a strange blue color, even a veteran with a firm mind and extensive knowledge could not help but be stunned. Yi Leng.
The ancestor of the Blue God was severely injured, his long horse face was twisted and ferocious, and he screamed: "Old thief Wu Zhen, my ancestor wants you to die today! I will eat your soul!"
"Hmph! You evildoer, you are still talking big words when you are about to die, fellow Taoist Kunlun! Hurry up and destroy all the evildoer's Yuan Ti, so that both body and soul will be destroyed, and it will no longer be able to harm the world!" Wuzhen Lao Ni made a series of hand gestures. Turn, directing the white air in the two-pole black magnetic bottle to fight with the twenty-four blue flying knives.
This white air is the two-pole black magnet in the treasure bottle. Whenever the golden and iron magic weapon flying sword touches, it will be absorbed into the treasure bottle. Even those with advanced skills can only barely control their own flying swords. Resisting the attraction of black magnetism is ten times more difficult than usual. The ancestor of the Blue God suffered a great loss because of this, otherwise he would not have allowed the Kunlun masters to blast through the protective blue mist and destroy half of the Yuan Ti.
As soon as Wuzhen Lao Ni saw the Blue God Ancestor offering these twenty-four blue flying knives, he knew they were not ordinary items, so he thought of collecting them.
Hearing the cry of old nun Wuzhen, a group of Kunlun Taoists and several nuns came to their senses, each chanted the curse seal, and prepared to use the most powerful spell. This ancestor of Lan Shen is really powerful, so many people All the combined attacks failed to kill him, especially because his blood and internal organs were all blue, and he had a horse face and a human body. Everyone felt extremely strange, and an extremely uncomfortable feeling rippled in their hearts. They all wanted to get rid of this monster. .
The ancestor of the Blue God screamed again and again, and the soul-stirring demonic sound spurted out from his mouth. Yuan Ti was severely injured. The twenty-four evil blue knives he had worked hard to cultivate were attracted by the two-pole black magnet, and their operation was sluggish. Seeing those old Taoists The spell was about to bombard him, and there were several flying swords around him that were stabbing him randomly. The ancestor of the Blue God was in a hurry, his body was dodging, and his internal organs and large intestines were shaking, and blue blood was flying in all directions. Fortunately, that When the Immortal Mansion was consecrated, all the seawater within a radius of a hundred miles was separated by an invisible force. Otherwise, under the pressure of the water, no matter how powerful the ancestor of the Blue God was, he would still be devastated on the spot.
As soon as the soul-stirring demonic sound came out, several old Kunlun Taoists who commanded flying swords to assassinate the Blue God Ancestor so that he could not use his hands were heard by the demonic sound. Their souls were immediately stimulated, and their inner demons were ready to move. They all secretly screamed "bad". They each used their spiritual thoughts to seal their six senses to prevent the demonic sound from entering their bodies again. The flying swords in their hands slowed down for a while, and finally the ancestor of the Blue God breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, the ancestor of the Blue God was seriously injured, and the soul-stirring magic sound was released in a hurry, and its power was reduced by more than half. Otherwise, some veterans in the late stage of becoming gods would have suffered a small loss.
"Not good!" Old nun Wu Zhen sang a Sanskrit chant, which dispersed the soul-stirring demonic sound. Seeing that the ancestor of the Blue God had regained his breath, he screamed secretly. She was not afraid of the counterattack of the ancestor of the Blue God, but she was afraid of the Blue God. If the ancestor suddenly escapes, he will definitely come to take revenge. Although he is not afraid, it will also cause a lot of trouble.
Old Master Qianji had the same idea as hers. He did not have masters like Wu Zhenlao Ni in Kunlun to support his appearance. If the ancestor of Lan Shen escaped, he would never have peace in Kunlun, especially with sects like Shushan. There, the tiger's gaze lingered, and the old Taoist Qianji immediately broke out in a cold sweat. He himself was a master of returning to the void, and he had refined two relics, and he had also entered the ranks of masters. The soul-destroying demon of the ancestor of the Blue God Sound has little effect on him.
The old Taoist Qianji recited the mantra, and took out a fork-shaped magic weapon from his arms. It was about three and eight inches long, thicker than a needle, shaped like a branch, with nine branches on it, and it shone straight and black. It also gives people a feeling of being made of bone, and there is a faint smell of blood coming out. It looks like an evil magic weapon at first glance.
After looking at the group of veterans around him, Ganji found that no one noticed his actions, so he pointed the magic weapon at the ancestor of the Blue God and shouted: "Quick!" The treasure turned into a very thin black light towards Lan. The God Ancestor stabbed it in silently.
The ancestor of the Blue God was seriously injured, and finally managed to gain some initiative by emitting soul-stirring demonic sounds. He continuously activated his true energy to use the twenty-four evil blue knives in an attempt to break free from the shackles of the two poles of black magnetism, and then escape. Waiting After recovering the Yuan Ti and seeking revenge, I can't worry about the consecration of the Immortal Mansion. It's more important to save my life first.
The ancestor of the Blue God slowed down a little, and pointed out his magic skills. The power of the twenty-four evil blue knives suddenly increased greatly. The blue light was like lightning. In a few seconds, it cut off the white light of the two poles of the mysterious magnet. Before he could wait, The white light wrapped around him again, and the ancestor of the Blue God roared loudly. A large blue mist surged up out of thin air, wrapping half of his Yuan Ti in it. When the strong wind blew, he was about to fly away.
It must have been the ancestor of the Blue God who was under the cover of evil today. The old master of Ganji was very vicious. As soon as the blue mist rose, the black light transformed by the magic weapon shot into it. Then the blue mist surrounded it, and all the monks heard a cry. Screaming, and then there were repeated thunderous sounds, like several thunderbolts hitting out of thin air, making the air buzz.
Old Taoist Qianji was overjoyed when he saw that his treasure was working. His black poison thorn was extremely vicious and contained Xuandu Yin Thunder. As long as it was penetrated into the human body, it would explode. No matter how advanced your Taoism or how your body is, The condensation could not be withstood, and only the soul fled.
The old Taoist Qianji set up his escape light, approached quickly, and held a net bag-shaped magic weapon in his hand. It was only the size of a palm and was filthy. There seemed to be a lot of congealed blood stains and dirt on it. It was another evil magic weapon. In his heart I had some vicious thoughts. The soul of a person as powerful as the Blue God Ancestor must be very important. My Seven Evils Shura Net is an evil magic weapon, specially used to filth and collect the soul. As long as I wait for the soul of the Blue God Ancestor to When it comes out, it is collected into the net.
When he was flying away, the old master Qianji raised his hand and turned into a dense purple thunder fire, covering everyone's sight, so as to collect the soul easily. No matter how powerful you are, the monk monster has been blasted away from the Yuan Ti and just escaped. The Yuan Shen is very weak and has no resistance at all. After collecting it and refining it with secret methods, Old Master Qianji will be able to obtain all the cultivation abilities of the Blue God Ancestor. When the time comes... Old Master Qianji feels extremely happy when he thinks of this. .
Everyone saw Old Taoist Ganji rushing out, raising his hand and unleashing a series of Zifu Immortal Thunders. They all thought it was Old Taoist Ganji's powerful spells. Only Old Ni Wuzhen frowned, feeling a little weird in his heart, but couldn't tell what it was. What, the Black Poison Thorn of the old master Gan Ji is very secretive, and the old nun Wu Zhen collects the Blue Sword of Heavenly Evil in the black magnetic energy of the two poles of the Royal Envoy. How could he find it?
The white bipolar black magnetic energy turned and entangled, sucking the Sky Evil Blue Sword that was about to fly away with the ancestor of the Blue God. The Sky Evil Blue Sword lost its true essence. How could it resist it? The mouth was put into the bottle one after another.
"Weird! There are obviously twenty-four flying knives! How come there are only twenty-three in the bottle? Where did the other one go?" Wu Zhen Lao Ni took the Sky Evil Blue Knife away and murmured in his heart. He was suddenly startled. He shouted quickly: "Fellow Taoist Qianji, be careful, that evildoer will fight back!"
The blue mist was instantly blown away by Xuandu's Yin Thunder. The old master Qianji said that the thunder and fire had blocked everyone's sight, so he raised the "Seven Evil Nets of Shura" and waved it in the wind in the air. The fishy wind blew up and turned into a half-foot-wide net. A fishing net loomed over the blue mist that had not completely dispersed.
Suddenly I heard the cry of Wuzhen Lao Ni, and my heart tightened. Ganji was also a man who had experienced hundreds of battles, but he was temporarily blinded by greed and could not feel the danger. The unique Buddha power in Wuzhen Lao Ni's cry was When the Sanskrit song came to his ears, the old Taoist Ganji woke up from his greed. He didn't care about collecting his soul. He dodged on the spot, spit out a crystal flying sword, and flicked it behind his back.
There were two clanging sounds of gold and iron, and a blue light was as fast as lightning. As soon as it circled the flying sword, the flying sword broke into two pieces and fell to the ground. The blue light remained unabated and slashed towards the waist of the old Taoist Ganji.
Seeing that the blue light came with such ferocity, the old master did not dare to neglect, and released three flying swords to attack the blue light head-on. The two parties entangled, and the prototype of the blue light appeared, which was the evil blue sword that had not yet been collected.
Old Taoist Ganji breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't dare to relax at all. He just turned around and chanted a spell, hoping that before the purple light of thunder and fire dissipated, he could quickly collect the soul of the ancestor of the Blue God, so as not to let the other brothers see the clues. .
Bang! There was a loud noise, and Old Taoist Ganji's Shura Seven Evil Net swelled up and broke, turning into traces of black energy and dissipating without a trace. Old Taoist Ganji also took three steps back and saw that the magic weapon was broken. He knew it was not good. He quickly prepared to escape back to the formation and make plans again.
Before the old Taoist Qianji could set up the escape light, a mourning stick five feet long, as thick as a child's arm, and covered with white cloth strips rushed out of the blue mist. The blue mist also condensed and formed a tall human shape. , about three feet tall, with a horse face and human body, is somewhat similar to the ancestor of the Blue God just now, but his body is much larger.
As soon as the wail stick was released, a sound of howling ghosts rang out, which was so heart-wrenching that even the old master Qian Ji couldn't hold it back. His soul was beating and his head was dizzy. There were three more sounds of gold and iron, and the evil blue sword cut off. He grabbed the three flying swords, flew over quickly, and stabbed Ganji in the back.