Old Immortal Nanhua gave an order, and the disciples of the Three Immortals Sect formed a formation to meet him. He put his five fingers together, raised them slightly, and a cloud of sword light rushed out across the sky.
Zhang Jiao was his direct disciple, and he forged a Yuqing Xuanming Sword. He followed the true sword-making method of Huanglong Master of Yuqing. It was sharp and sharp, so Nanhua's swordsmanship was naturally even more extraordinary.
At this moment, before the sword energy arrived, the leaked sharp edge had already immobilized the Wanxiang Sect disciple's body. Any protective magic weapon had no effect at all. The sharp sword intention directly pierced through the Niwan Palace, slashing the soul.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
In an instant, the tens of millions of Xiang disciples who had invaded Sanxian Island were smashed down like dumplings, and the morale of the Sanxian Sect was greatly boosted.
"There is no one left among the three immortals! What kind of behavior would it be to bully a small one with a big one? I will teach you for Xu Fu!"
However, as soon as the cheers started, a distant voice came from the sky.
Colorful clouds floated down, and there was a Dharma platform above. Sitting there was an old Taoist with long beard and white hair. Four men, four women and eight boys stood beside him. They held swords, compasses, Ruyi, whisks, and various mysterious weapons.
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Master of Vientiane Sect! Hou Sheng!
Nan Hua watched Hou Sheng fall with cold eyes, his figure flashed and disappeared, replaced by thousands of clouds of light, pouring down like a mighty Milky Way.
As clear as water, as bright as light, the ultimate in clarity is also the ultimate in sharpness.
"All rivers return to the sea! All things return to one!"
But Hou Sheng raised his hand, and the thousands of cloud light sword energy spontaneously gathered into his palm and disappeared.
There is another sharp edge in the void, and Nanhua's sword generates all kinds of magic. For a time, it seems that countless swordsmen are using what they have learned throughout their lives, from complex to simple, from simplified to complex, with splendid brilliance and youthfulness in an instant.
However, no matter how exquisite the sword energy was, Hou Sheng would sit still and break it cleanly with a free hand.
Obviously, the gap between him and Nan Hua lies in the realm of strength and cannot be made up by changes in magical powers or external sword skills.
"Fellow Daoist Xu, why don't you come out to meet me?"
Seeing that Nan Hua was ineffective and the disciples of the Three Immortals below were retreating steadily, Hou Sheng said loudly: "Or are you going to wait until the Taoist lineage is destroyed before you show up?"
"well!"
There was a long sigh, and without any sound, a Taoist with white hair and childish face appeared on the top of the three mountains. He was dressed in feathers and crowned with stars. He said leisurely and calmly: "Fellow Taoist Hou, please retreat. Why do we have to meet each other in life and death?"
"Fellow Daoist Xu, we agreed in the past that when the dragon and the snake rise from the land, and all changes are settled, we will enter China again!"
Hou Sheng's face straightened: "Two hundred years ago, it was you who suggested helping Liu Xiu, and we followed suit. What was the result? Today, are you still stubborn?"
"You are the ones who are obsessed with it!"
Xu Fu's face was peaceful, and the world suddenly darkened.
"Back then, Ying Zheng was so angry that he could change the color of heaven and earth with just one thought. Now you are somewhat similar..."
Hou Sheng knew that his words were not speculative, so he could only make a scene. With his palms together, the boys on the left and right bowed, and the mysterious weapons in their hands turned into light and fell into their bodies.
In an instant, endless combinations of yin and yang, three talents and four images, five elements and eight trigrams interacted with each other, nested layer by layer, and turned into extremely complicated rituals, pressing towards Xu Fu.
"How can I dare to compare my humble skills with Your Majesty?"
Xu Fu turned his fingers and patted Hou Sheng.
The two immortals clashed in the air, without the slightest breath of fireworks, and auspicious clouds rose under their feet.
Hou Sheng's clouds are colorful and unpredictable, while Xu Fu's feet are a golden cloud that turns hundreds of miles of smoke into golden horses. As soon as they fight, the majestic breath tears the world apart.
The turbulent waves that had been stirred before automatically separated like an avalanche, revealing the seabed under the sea, and strong winds swept across the sky. Tianpeng retreated from it, and Haikun hid from it.
The Taoist, magical, and magical skills of the disciples of Wanxiang Sect and the Three Immortals Sect were instantly washed away. They could only retreat and wait silently with respectful expressions.
Even Nan Hua couldn't take his eyes off it.
Just as Wushuang has seven realms, the Saint Immortal Realm is also divided into three levels. It took less than a hundred years for Nanhua to become an Immortal, but he still polished it in the Return to the Void Land, and was also called an Earth Immortal.
However, Xu Fu, Hou Sheng and Lu Sheng had some unknown chance at that time. Not only did they become immortals, but their strength also improved greatly. They directly entered the realm of pure innocence and could be called true immortals.
Except for the ancient powers such as the Queen Mother of the West who cannot escape from the world, such a state can be regarded as the best in this world.
Because if you go one step further and reach the realm of Wanhua Heaven, you can become a true immortal and ascend to the heaven, just like Zhang Ling, Bixia Yuanjun and other ancestors from three mountains and five caves, who ascended to the sky.
Compared with ordinary people and unparalleled people, promotion in the Holy Immortal realm is even more difficult, and every small step requires countless efforts.
When Nan Hua became an immortal, he also wanted to participate in the torrent of humanity. He also wanted to use the power of humanity to practice and improve his cultivation so that one day he would have the opportunity to ascend to heaven and rank among the immortals.
Nowadays, the two true immortals Xu Fu and Hou Sheng are fighting each other. It seems to be calm and calm, but in fact it contains the power of the source and the wonder of the road. Nan Hua is also fascinated by it. What makes him even more surprised is that Hou Sheng is actually very fast.
Falling at a disadvantage, the mysterious weapon of the Way of All Things began to wail, and the spiritual light continued to weaken.
"Three Tombs and Five Codes? Ying Zheng actually passed on this secret knowledge to you! You have deceived the people of the world. An alchemist who betrayed the First Emperor turned out to be his most loyal minister!"
But because of this, Hou Sheng finally confirmed the suspicion in his heart, and was filled with shock and anger: "Those 30,000 boys and girls must not be used for elixir refining, but the last vitality that has been preserved!"
Xu Fu didn't answer, but continued to press down with his five fingers, forcibly knocking down Hou Sheng's mysterious weapon and turning it into a treasure.
"Friend Daoist Lu, help me!"
Seeing that he would really die on Sanxian Island if he continued like this, Hou Sheng immediately shouted.
"Fellow Daoist Xu, don't push too hard!"
The void shook, and a Taoist with unshaven beard and unkempt appearance walked out, with countless lights flashing in his eyes.
Innate easy counting, exhausting the numbers of the Great Evolution, reasoning about the past, calculating the future, luck and fortune, everything is included.
In his eyes, Xu Fu is not Xu Fu, but the Eight Diagrams of the Universe, the sixty-four lines of Yin and Yang, mixed together like a long river in the void, rushing and running, in which countless scenes are performed, and every move is calculated.
Lord of Tianji City! Lu Sheng, who measured the fate of the Qin Dynasty and left Hu Ye, the one who destroyed Qin, behind!
"Ying Zheng is crazy. If he wants to do that, not only will he die, but the entire Qin Dynasty will die as well!"
With the help of another true immortal, two against one, Hou Sheng was determined and said coldly: "Xu Fu, as early as when Liu Xiu was prospering the Han Dynasty, you led him to the tomb of the First Emperor. I knew that you were determined not to die.
You want Liu Xiu to inherit the legacy of the First Emperor! But Liu Xiu finally backed down. You took the opportunity to calculate the fate of the country and cultivate Zhang Jiao, hoping to use Taiping Road to achieve great success! Now that Zhang Jiao has been defeated, is it possible that you still want to unite with the prince? You are also like Ying Zheng
Is that crazy?"
Xu Fupiao backed away, still silent and not answering.
"Nothing can be done again!"
Lu Sheng also stroked his long beard and persuaded: "Don't chase the dead. We should obey the destiny. The barbarians are booming and conquering the Central Plains. Fellow Daoist Xu, you and I are one. In the future, we will be in the immortal class and we can watch and help each other. Why do we have to do something wrong?"
To this extent?"
"I really wanted to give up, but now I see a glimmer of hope!"
Xu Fu's eyes showed an unpredictable light. He reached out with his long sleeves and took out a copper needle. Under the horrified gazes of the two great immortals, he gently dropped it into the void in front of him.
"But no matter what, Your Majesty cannot tolerate rebellious ministers and traitors. I have tolerated you for four hundred years. I can't bear it anymore. There is no need to tolerate it anymore!"