This old man with white eyebrows and beard and hair was wearing a yellow robe and holding a golden whisk.
His body was raised, his face was majestic, and he exuded a majestic aura.
In front of him, the blood-robed ancestor looked even more hateful, and his aura was sinister and violent.
There is no doubt that this yellow-robed Taoist is Huang Long!
"Master, my disciple's rescue came late, please forgive me, Master!"
Taoist Huanglong landed next to Ji Tianxing, looked at his injuries with concern, and quickly saluted and apologized.
Ji Tianxing had already exercised his energy and adjusted his breathing to regulate the rioting mana smoothly.
He turned to look at Taoist Huanglong, with a happy smile on his face, nodded and said, "I didn't expect you to come here quite quickly."
It has only been half an hour since he sent out the jade slip.
Taoist Huanglong actually managed to reach the Xihe Sect in time across a distance of more than 30,000 miles in such a short period of time.
This is simply amazing speed!
Taoist Huanglong was praised, but he was not happy at all. He said with a little shame: "I let Master down. After receiving the summons, the disciple came with his sword to break the void, and he was almost late..."
"It's not too late." Ji Tianxing smiled, shook his head, and commented: "It seems that you have really mastered the Heart Sutra of Sword Control.
It’s not a problem to use the sword to break the void, to hide the sword in the void, or to control the sixteen swords.”
"Exactly." Taoist Huanglong nodded, looked at the blood-robed ancestor with cold eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Master, please plunder the formation for the disciple, and the disciple will deal with this devil!"
Taoist Huanglong saw that Ji Tianxing was injured and made it clear that he should take the opportunity to heal.
However, in order to save Master's face, he would not say it outright and changed his explanation.
Ji Tianxing smiled and nodded, and warned: "This demon is the blood-robed ancestor of the last of the Four Saints of the Demon Clan. Be careful with the Blood River War Hammer in his hand."
Taoist Huanglong cupped his hands to express his understanding, and flew towards the blood-robed ancestor with the fly whisk in hand.
"Ancestor of the Blood Robe, you damn old beast, you actually came to Tianzhu Mountain to cause trouble again!
You were lucky that my sword didn't cut off your claw last time, but you won't be so lucky tonight!"
Taoist Huanglong's white hair was flying, and he shouted in a low voice full of energy.
After hearing what he said, Ji Tianxing finally understood that it turned out that the powerful demons who attacked Tianzhu Mountain half a year ago were led by the blood-robed ancestor!
Of course the blood-robed ancestor knew Taoist Huanglong, he stared at him with a stern look, and sneered: "Old Taoist Huanglong, I have always remembered the revenge of that sword for you!
Back then in Tianzhu Mountain, you had the right location and the right people, so I was struck by the sword.
But tonight, don't even think about hurting me even a hair.
And this is your burial place!"
Taoist Huanglong stroked his beard and sneered disdainfully: "How dare you, a low-end devil, dare to shout with me?
I want to seek revenge from you, but since you came to my door yourself, I will fulfill your wish!"
When he finished speaking, Taoist Huanglong held the magic formula with his left hand, and shook the golden whisk with his right hand, and golden light spread all over the sky.
"Flower Phantom!"
The dark golden whisk is made up of thousands of golden silk threads. When spread out, golden light bursts out, like fireworks.
Thousands of golden threads of golden light spread out and quickly condensed into hundreds of sword lights, stabbing at the blood-robed ancestor like a rain of arrows.
“Just in time!”
The blood-robed ancestor advanced instead of retreating. He grinned wildly and brandished a pair of bone war hammers, slamming them into the sky filled with sword light.
"Blood Dragon Mi Tian!"
Two dazzling lights of blood burst out from the two white bone war hammers, condensing into two thousand-foot-long blood dragons, and rushed towards Taoist Huanglong.
“Bang bang bang bang!”
Hundreds of golden sword lights collided with the two blood dragons, causing a series of loud noises that echoed fiercely in the night sky.
The sword light shattered one after another, and the two blood dragons collapsed on the spot, turning into blood and scattered in the night sky.
The first move between the two sides was evenly matched, with neither of them taking advantage.
But Taoist Huang Long had a backup plan and waved the fly whisk again to create a mysterious seal.
No dazzling golden light lit up, and no sword light appeared.
However, the night sky with a radius of hundreds of miles seemed to be frozen, completely still.
The next moment, a dozen rays of light suddenly lit up in the pitch-black sky, falling like meteors.
The sixteen rays of golden light came very quickly and landed on the head of the blood-robed ancestor in the blink of an eye.
Only then did he see clearly that it was a giant sword of sixteen thousand feet of golden light.
Each giant sword has a majestic shape and exudes a domineering and unparalleled aura, as if it represents the righteousness of heaven and earth and the glory of the sun and moon.
Sixteen giant swords struck at the same time, as if heaven and earth were sending down punishment and the gods were inflicting wrath.
The blood-robed ancestor's expression suddenly changed, and he whispered solemnly: "Damn old Taoist priest, it's this Hidden Sword in the Void move again!"
At the critical moment, he quickly used his energy to activate a carapace on his chest, which lit up with a dazzling purple light.
It was a black-purple turtle shell, covered with ancient patterns and strange magic patterns.
This is the protective magic weapon of the blood-robed ancestor, and it is also a sacred weapon.
It is said that in ancient times, there was a basalt turtle that fought with the ancient demon god to protect the common people.
In the end, several ancient demon gods joined forces to massacre the Black Tortoise, blasting it into pieces and slaughtering millions of civilians.
Only this fragment of carapace was preserved, but it was infected by endless evil energy and nurtured in the blood of the people for hundreds of years, turning it into an evil monster.
Thousands of years ago, a demon sage obtained this carapace, gathered the power of the three demon sages, and refined it into a magic weapon, named the Xuanwu Magic Plate.
After being circulated for many times, this Xuanwu Demonic Disk was obtained by the Blood-Robed Ancestor and became one of his most precious magic weapons.
"The Black Turtle returns to heaven, the Nine Secrets of Gods and Demons! Slaughter the common people, the sea of blood is endless!"
The blood-robed ancestor roared like a bell, and used all his strength to activate the Xuanwu Demonic Disk, turning it into a black-purple wall, blocking the top of his head.
“Bang bang bang bang!”
Sixteen giant swords of golden light blasted down, and twelve of them hit the Xuanwu Demonic Disk, making a huge noise.
But Taoist Huanglong waved his fly whisk, controlled four golden swords, changed the attack route, and hit the blood-robed ancestor from the side.
"Bang bang!"
Only a few muffled explosions were heard, and the blood-robed ancestor was blown away by the giant sword, with large amounts of demon blood splattering all over his body.
"Damn old man! You're dead!"
The blood-robed ancestor cursed angrily, while controlling the Black Tortoise Demonic Disk to protect himself, he swung the bone war hammer towards Taoist Huanglong.
Taoist Huanglong stood in the night sky with a murderous look, waving his fly whisk continuously, casting spells, and controlling the sixteen giant swords with his spiritual thoughts.
Under his control, sixteen giant swords appeared and disappeared, sometimes appearing from behind the blood-robed ancestor, silently launching assassinations.
"Boohoo!"
The sword light continued to bloom, and the dazzling golden light illuminated the night sky for hundreds of miles, making the ruins look like daylight.
Taoist Huanglong relied on the unique skill of divine control of the Sixteen Swords to fight with the blood-robed ancestor, looking particularly calm and calm.