When Shen Yi and the others caught up with Jiu Ze, Jiu Ze was already fighting with Rong Mingxuan.
After not seeing each other for a few days, Rong Mingxuan seems to be a different person now. Although he is still a mortal with some cultivation, there is an aura surging around him. The aura is as strong as substance, like an invisible shield. , to protect Rong Mingxuan’s mortal body.
"A mere little girl is worthy of fighting with me!"
The tone was still the same, but there was an inexplicable hint of vicissitudes of life.
"If you think I'm not worthy, then commit suicide." Jiuze chuckled, looking at Rong Mingxuan with contempt in his eyes. The willow leaves in his hands turned into thousands of threads and attacked several of Rong Mingxuan's big holes.
I saw Rong Ming flipping his hand, and a stream of purple energy overflowed from the palm, turning into a rope of air and wrapping it around Jiuze's wrist. After being dodged by Jiuze, he immediately changed his direction and pulled the rocks on the rockery not far away. He came down and hit Shen Yi and others who were flying towards them.
Feng Qing protected Shen Yi, while Qian Yun split the rock into half and jumped forward to join the battle.
But in the blink of an eye, there were already dozens of confrontations.
Feng Qing kept looking at Rong Mingxuan, who was surrounded by Jiuze and Tianyun, raised his hand several times, and finally just shook his head at Shen Yi.
The aura on Rong Mingxuan's body is too powerful and domineering, and it protects him tightly. Not to mention the divine punch, it is the other large acupoints. With his current skills, it is probably difficult to penetrate the protection of this aura. .
"Stick this," Feng Qing took out an amulet and stuck it directly on Shen Yi, "I need to get closer, you should protect yourself."
After saying that, he was about to step forward, took two steps and then stopped, turned around and took out a bell.
"Take this too."
Shen Yi looked at the iron bell handed to him and shook his head. The physical strength of medical cultivators is generally lower than that of Taoist cultivators, let alone their combat power. In the Mingguang Realm, the combat power of medical cultivators can only compete with that of Confucianism cultivators. There is no need to compare Taoist cultivators and Buddhist cultivators, so medical cultivators will basically not get involved in battles when they go out. This bell is the magic weapon that the Taoist sect equips every disciple of the cultivating level. It is used to hide when encountering a crisis. Save your life inside.
"Just take it. I can't die without them." Feng Qing was impatient and threw the bell directly to Shen Yi, then turned around and joined the battle.
Shen Yi didn't speak anymore and activated the bell. The bell instantly grew bigger and fell upside down on the ground, like a big bell. Shen Yi was in it and watched the battle outside for a moment through the wall of the bell. The bell hanging by his side The hands clenched unconsciously.
Jiu Ze and Rong Mingxuan were still fighting. In front of the prayer tower on the other side, a dark figure suddenly emerged from the ground and rushed to the top of the prayer tower.
When Rong Miao arrived, he saw a huge black shadow sweeping towards the attic on the prayer tower, and the strong wind it brought about had the potential to split the sky.
Qi Xiuhan followed Rong Miao. Seeing this, he hurriedly threw out the bamboo-heart treasure fan. When the treasure fan came out of his hand, it split into two red and blue fans with thinner and sharper handles.
The blue one relied on the power of the red fan to fly towards the top of the prayer tower very quickly. Before the black shadow swept to the top of the tower, the fan turned into a round shield and blocked the top of the tower. The red fan, with its extremely sharp surface, slashed towards the black shadow.
The black shadow shook, and then flicked the red fan away.
Qi Xiuhan flew forward and caught the flying red fan. At the same time, the black shadow swept towards the top of the blessing tower and hit the blue shield.
Rong Miao had already flown closer. He changed his direction at this moment and stabbed the ground with his Yuhua Spirit Sword. It was exactly where the black shadows had not yet emerged from the ground.
This sword was imbued with most of Rong Miao's power, and even contained some incense power that had not yet been collected.
After a loud noise, the ground made a cracking sound. The black shadow on the ground broke instantly and then dissipated completely.
Seeing this, Rong Miao used strength in his hand and stabbed the spirit sword deeper.
"Ah!" After a roar, the sinister figure shouted angrily: "Seeking death!"
For a moment, the ground in front of the prayer tower shook violently, and countless pieces of gravel and soil were sprayed out from the hole where the spiritual sword penetrated.
The prayer tower is crumbling.
The whole palace was filled with flying sand and rocks, and the sky was darkened.
Fortunately, Qi Xiuhan and Jiuze had set up the formation in advance, and the movement in the imperial city did not affect other parts of Ancheng at this time. The people of Ancheng were not disturbed either. They only felt that a thick fog suddenly appeared in the direction of the palace, and they could not see the blessings for a while.
tower.
However, even if the prayer tower is not visible, it does not weaken their enthusiasm for praying at all.
On the streets where people come and go, there are always people who would put a stick of incense in front of the statue of Empress Rongzu when passing by.
"Master, master, wake up." Zhang Fu looked at Zhang Yinguo, who had a rosy complexion but was still sleeping, and was so anxious that he didn't know what to do.
"Sir, I have asked the gentleman you told me about, and he has now come to my rescue. But for some reason, the eldest son not only does not follow your instructions, but also keeps building momentum for that man. What should I do!
Master, wake up, if you don’t wake up, it will be too late!”
"Uncle Fu, what's the matter?" Zhang Xu walked in with a medicine bowl.
"Second Young Master, you are here." When Zhang Fu saw it was Zhang Xu, he hurriedly saluted.
"I heard what happened to you, brother? Is there anything that's too late?" Zhang Xu asked.
Zhang Fu looked at Zhang Xu and hesitated to speak.
Zhang Xu: "Uncle Fu, if it's a matter of dealing with our ancestors, I know about it, but what went wrong?"
Zhang Fu sighed after hearing what Zhang Xu said: "Second Young Master, you must know what I told you originally, but now you look at the situation in Ancheng, even the holy statues have been erected. I saw that the momentum was not right, so I went
I’m looking for Mr. Jihuang.”
"Who is Jihuang?" Zhang Xu asked.
"Mr. Jihuang is the master's best friend, and he is also a profound Taoist immortal. The master mentioned to me that Mr. Jihuang is our real bargaining chip when it comes to overthrowing that man. We will wait until the eldest son goes as planned.
When it's almost done, I'll ask Mr. Jihuang for help. The master also told me that if anything goes wrong, he told me to call someone immediately and there's no need to report to anyone."
"So, father actually guessed today's situation?"
"Maybe it's just in case." Zhang Fu said, "But I always take a long-term view. Second Young Master, Mr. Huang has entered the palace now, but Mr. Huang told me that I must destroy the holy statue as soon as possible, but
, but now everything in the house is under the control of the eldest son. The old slave has been beaten just now and was grounded in the master's courtyard by the eldest son. You must find a way quickly."
Zhang Fu looked in the direction of the palace as he spoke, "A thick fog suddenly appeared in the palace. It must have been your husband who took action. He entered the palace alone to serve the king. Second Young Master, if we cannot help in time, I am afraid that the Zhang family and even the entire Qiyue will be destroyed."