Chapter 1688: Breaking out of the Tower (Chapter 7)
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There was a thunderous sound in the sky and the earth, making everyone tremble in their hearts. Then Xiao Qiang and Xiao Yu's mother rushed out, sat outside and began to cry loudly.
They are just mortals, they have their own feelings, they only know that Xiao Yu was taken in by that thing.
"He was still a child, why did you want to kill him?"
Xiao Qiang sat on the ground and yelled at the woman in Panlong Mountain.
"Smelly bitch, let Xiao Yu go."
A giant white dragon descended from the sky and struck the small red tower with its tail, sending the tower flying straight away.
But the woman stood there with a smile, watching the little red tower fly a thousand meters away, then she waved her hand again, and the little tower flew back again.
"Xiao Yu is dead. Anyone who resists will be killed without mercy."
The old woman raised the small red tower with one hand and shouted loudly in the direction of the Maoshan disciples.
"Master, the master is dead, the master is dead?"
The Maoshan disciples panicked for a moment, and some even began to take off their robes, preparing to blend into the crowd and leave. All this was seen by Liu Shijie.
"Alas, a genius has fallen like this. What a disaster for the Taoist community!"
A Taoist sighed.
"Xiao Yu, come out quickly, come out quickly."
Xiao Xue stood up from the ground, took out a guqin, and began to play unfamiliar music.
The sound of the piano, although messy, is so firm, as if it contains thousands of troops, which makes people feel shocked.
"Sister Xiao Xue, hide quickly."
Tang Wan wore Taoist clothes, came to Xiao Xue, pulled the other person's sleeve, and said somewhat urgently.
"Although Xiao Yu is dead, Maoshan is still there. If you want to level Maoshan today, just step over me.
If not, I, the disciples of Maoshan, will definitely level your Panlong Peak within a hundred years.
I, Xiao Xue, swear today that I will fight you till death on Panlong Mountain."
Xiao Xue waved the strings, and her body was covered with a layer of cold air, but she didn't know it.
"Haha, girl, the person who said this last time has died. Are you Xiao Yu's wife?
Yes, he is lucky enough to marry a strong woman like you.
Why, you are unwilling and want to avenge your husband?"
The Panlongshan woman looked at Xiao Xue as if she were looking at another doll, her look was full of teasing.
"Senior, since Xiao Yu has been taken away by you, let these disciples go. They are all innocent."
The leader of Huashan stepped forward and cupped his hands.
The woman did not answer the other party, but focused her gaze on the small tower in her hand.
The speed of Xiao Xue's two fingers waving the strings suddenly increased, but the strings were as heavy as gold, and every wave seemed to drain all the strength from her body.
Slowly, Xiao Xue's hand began to be cut by the strings, and blood flowed along the strings and onto the white guqin.
The cold air followed Xiao Xuexue's finger wound, making her body become colder and colder.
But at this moment, an accident happened. The original white guqin began to absorb all the blood, and the strings gradually became softer, like a well-trained farm cow.
And those white strings turned red at this moment.
The red strings and white body look extremely beautiful.
The Taoists closest to Xiao Xue all noticed this change, but they didn't say anything. Instead, they quickly blocked Xiao Xue behind them, for fear of being discovered by the other party.
Qinglong, Wu Xuan, and the mouse and white cat didn't believe that Xiao Yu would die like this.
The mouse knew that there was a powerful guy living in Xiao Yu's ancient jade. Even if he watched Xiao Yu die, she probably wouldn't commit suicide herself.
The Panlongshan old woman looked at her magic weapon, her initial joy slowly disappeared, and her face turned solemn.
Then, he suddenly sat in the air and threw the small red tower in his hand directly.
The small red tower was suspended in front of her, and then the other party kept flipping his handprints and waving towards the small tower, but at this moment, the small tower began to shake violently.
When Qinglong and the others saw this scene, they couldn't help but think of something.
"Xiao Yu is not dead, attack her."
Qinglong and Wu Xuan were the first to rush forward. From a distance, Guan Tianyue also rushed forward. With a wave of his hand, they saw several green swords rushing toward the woman.
"Get out of my way..."
Seeing Qinglong and the others rushing up again, the Panlongshan woman couldn't help but become furious. She moved her body and slapped several people in the direction they came from.
For a moment, Guan Tianyue's wooden sword shattered into pieces, and if the opponent was hit hard, he fell directly from the sky.
The same goes for Qinglong and others. Under that spiritual pressure, they felt their whole bodies trembling, their dragon souls collapsed, and several of them fell from the sky downwards.
The seventh level of cultivation is actually no match for the other party. The strength of the Earth Immortal is so terrifying.
After Xiao Yu and others were defeated in one fell swoop, the Panlongshan old woman did not dare to stay any longer and retreated several tens of meters again before she began to control her magic weapon.
But at this time, the small tower was shaking more and more intensely, and cracks had appeared on it.
"Boy, if you destroy my magic weapon, I'm not done with you."
The Panlongshan old woman shouted loudly, attracting everyone's attention.
A group of Maoshan disciples who were still sad at first burst into tears of joy when they heard the old woman's words and began to cheer loudly.
Xiao Xue was also in a trance at this time, and then suddenly sat on the ground, her eyes instantly brightened.
"Boom..."
A soaring aura shot straight into the sky, and a figure escaped from the aura in embarrassment. It was Xiao Yu.
Xiao Yu's clothes were in tatters at this time. Although it was a magic robe, it was still vulnerable compared to the earthly immortal's magic weapon.
"Xiao Yu, you will die."
The Panlongshan woman was completely angry. She saw the other party raised his hands high, and the sky instantly turned green.
Then, countless white dandelion seeds appeared in the air, like goose feathers, and began to fall everywhere.
"Listen, disciples of Panlong Mountain, wipe out Maoshan, leaving no one behind."
The woman's cold voice spread for ten miles around, but none of the mountain people heard it. Even the fight between Xiao Yu and the two just now was not seen by the people around them. It was like there was a layer of things separating them.
The mantis beneath Xiao Yu's body already had many wounds. If Xiao Yu hadn't had so many elixirs, he would have died inside by now.
Dandelions were flying everywhere in the sky, like snowflakes, but Xiao Yu felt that these things were not simple.
"Xiao Yu, these are spiritual species. Don't let them fall into Maoshan Mountain."
Leader Zhuge shouted from below, and at the same time, the opponent took out a dozen talismans and threw them out in all directions.
For a moment, strong winds swept over Maoshan Mountain, but the dandelions were like stones and were not blown away.
"Open the Tai Chi Formation..."
Xiao Yu shouted loudly, which echoed across the mountain tops. For a moment, white light pillars appeared on several surrounding mountains.
The light beam shot up into the air, turned into a huge Tai Chi, and then began to rotate slowly.
"Pure Yang Formation, rise..."
Xiao Yu looked a little downward, and a red light began to fill the surrounding area.
As soon as those dandelion seeds fell, they were instantly ignited by the sun fire array.
