Chapter 1703

The overseas Star Palace is on a cloud shrouded island.

The dragon's Dalao xianzun Ao is inviting the white lotus Bodhisattva of the Shi family to drink tea on the island.

The white lotus Bodhisattva put down the fragrant tea in his hand and asked faintly, "is it the meaning of the Dragon Palace, the meaning of Puyuan heaven, or the meaning of the Dragon Statue that the Dragon Statue invited the poor monk to drink tea here?"

Ao Zheng refilled the white lotus Bodhisattva's tea cup with spiritual tea. Hearing the speech, he laughed and said, "the Bodhisattva is worried. Lao long has no other intention to invite the Bodhisattva here this time. It's just that the newcomer has received the spiritual tea offered by the younger generation. He can't bear to enjoy it alone and specially invites the Bodhisattva to taste it together."

Speaking of this, Ao Zhenglong Zun put down the teapot in his hand and said, "after all, the real good tea can only be evaluated in the mouth of people who really understand tea!"

The white lotus Bodhisattva thanked Ao Zhenglong Zun for the tea. His eyes dropped slightly and said, "I don't know who is the younger generation who offered tea to long Zun? How can such a filial younger generation have the poor monk sit down and not? It really makes the poor monk envious and jealous."

Ao Zhenglong Zun smiled and said, "the Bodhisattva has a pure heart and few desires. The younger generation's children are willing to be filial and respectful. They are afraid of losing six dirty reputations."

The white lotus Bodhisattva put down the tea lamp for the second time and said faintly, "so long Zun is optimistic about the Yang family in Xishan?"

Ao Zhenglong Zun also shrunk his smile and said, "it's the shortest time for the old dragon to eat his family. After being entrusted by others, he has to be loyal to others."

Bai Lian nodded and said, "I understand the meaning of dragon respect. Since I have enjoyed the spirit tea, I'll leave now."

Ao Zhenglong arched his hand and said, "the Bodhisattva appreciates the face. The old dragon feels that there is light on his face, so he won't give it away."

A burst of white fog, the white lotus Bodhisattva has disappeared, leaving only a piece of sandalwood to float away.

Jiao Chi Longzun appeared behind Ao Zheng and said, "the white lotus Bodhisattva left like this. Are you not afraid that he went to the Xishan Star Palace as soon as he turned around?"

Ao Zheng filled himself with a cup of spirit tea and said slowly, "monks don't lie!"

Jiao Chi Longzun thought about it and asked, "what about the Yang family in Xishan? If the Yang family is defeated this time, don't we have nothing to gain and make enemies with the Shi family by Bai?"

Ao Zhenglong Zun looked at Jiao Chi strangely and said, "how can we get nothing? Only we can guarantee the harvest in drought and flood!"

Seeing that Jiao Chi was still surprised, Ao Zheng said: "If the Xishan Yang family can survive this robbery, it's just that. If they can't survive it, should the whole Xishan Yang family die? At that time, the girl Lan Yu will naturally protect the friars of the Yang family as much as possible. As long as the friars of the Yang family don't want to die, they naturally know who to trust, especially the blood descendant of the little friend of Junshan. Hey hey, the surviving Yang family Why not? What do we need to shoot two hawks with one arrow? "We should not be able to do anything."

Jiao Chi suddenly sighed that ginger was still old and spicy!

A river of blood fell from the sky, and Yan Dazhi's eyes were full of rich blood everywhere.

Yan Dazhi's long sword soared into the air and tore the blood curtain of the sky into two pieces.

However, before he could fly away, there was a blood surge around him, covering the severed blood curtain again.

Yan Dazhi failed to break through the blood curtain for several times. However, he had to raise his hand and play four runes around his body to form a rune barrier to resist the successive attacks of the surrounding blood waves.

When Yan Dazhi was in a stalemate with the Outland immortal hidden in the dark, a voice suddenly passed through the blood curtain surrounding him and reached his ears.

"Hey, hey, thousands of years have passed, but the Shura family has made no progress, and is still making a pawn for the demon family?"

Yan Dazhi's heart moved, and the four talismans around his body suddenly rushed into the surrounding blood curtain. With the four deafening roars, four hot white lights flashed in the blood curtain, leaving only red and white colors in the whole world.

At the same time, Yan Dazhi's long sword cut the blood curtain again, and when the surrounding blood curtain tried to close again, there was suddenly a piece of rain outside the blood curtain.

When the scattered raindrops fell, the blood curtain all over the sky melted quickly like spring snow under the sun, and soon there was only a thin layer of light red blood mist.

"Xuanyin real water!"

An angry voice came with a third of fear: "who is it!"

Yan Dazhi knew that the opportunity was rare. Seeing that the blood fog around him was becoming thicker and shrinking, he quickly broke through the void with his sword.

At the moment Yan Dazhi broke through, it could be seen that there were two people standing in the middle of the air and confronting each other. From the smell of the two people, it was obvious that their accomplishments had reached the peak of Yuanshen fairyland.

However, compared with the Shura friar whose body was shrouded in blood mist and whose blood smell was almost hundreds of feet, the fat friar on the other side, although his body was full of evil spirit, Yan Dazhi had distinguished the enemy from us at the first time.

The Shura immortal obviously realized that the situation was bad and turned around to escape.

However, this time Yan Dazhi had expected that several immortal talismans had already formed a simple talisman array before flying to the direction of escape. At the moment of collapse, he completely stirred up the void, so that the Shura had to stop.

Immediately following Yan Dazhi, he had caught up with the other side. With a sword sweeping, half of the void was split under the tear of the sword, so that the Shura had to retreat back, but it happened to fall under the attack of Yan Dazhi and the demon fairy.

Yan Dazhi was ambushed by the other party shortly after entering Yuzhou. He was made everywhere and finally broke out. It was the time when he had no place to vent his evil fire.

But he didn't forget to thank the demon fairy who helped him out.

"Thank you for your help. I don't know what to call you? Yan Dazhi of xiatan Xi sect is polite!"

Yan Dazhi said to the fat demon fairy while suppressing the Shura real fairy.

The demon fairy was stunned when she heard the speech, followed by "ha ha" laughing and said: "it was master Yan. I didn't expect you to come to the west mountain. It's really disrespectful and disrespectful. I'm Pangzhu, just a little demon under Junshan xianzun. I'm really lucky to see you today."

Although the two sides have never met, as immortal of each other's family and sect, they naturally know each other's existence. Once they pass each other's names, they naturally understand that the other party is their own, and they get familiar with each other immediately. Even for the siege of the Shura real immortal, their cooperation has been smooth for three minutes.

Although Yan Dazhi's sword power is fierce, his talisman means are also extraordinary. The sword and talisman coincide, and his strength in an instant is almost no less than Pangzhu's cultivation at the peak of Yuanshen fairyland.

However, Yan Dazhi found that even under such circumstances, the Shura still focused most of his attention on Pangzhu. It seemed that he was far more afraid of Pangzhu.

This reminds Yan Dazhi of the "Xuanyin real water" he heard when the blood curtain of Shura was broken.

Thinking of this, Yan Dazhi suddenly moved in his heart and directly bit his finger. Guided by his own blood, he outlined two void talismans in the air, which were hit on both sides of Shura to block the way Shura dodged.

He followed Yan Dazhi and jumped on him, encouraging Xianyuan in his body to give full play to his sword skills, forcing the Shura to retreat towards Pangzhu's position.

Pang Zhu obviously understood what Yan Dazhi thought. After taking a deep breath, he opened his mouth and sprayed. A mass of Xuanyin real water refined in his belly suddenly turned into raindrops, sealing all the space where Shura dodged.

"Ah"

Shura uttered a terrible howl, and the dark and Yin water melted all the blood fog around him. At the moment when it fell on him, the clothes and flesh around him festered, turned into wisps of smoke and dissipated in the air.

Yan Dazhi saw that he would not let go of such a painful opportunity. The sword awn turned into a thread in the void and wound around Shura's head.

There was a sudden outbreak of blood mist in the Shura. It seemed that it used a secret technique to stimulate the potential to discharge the Xuanyin real water that penetrated into the body at one stroke, but it obviously hurt the Shura's vitality.

But this also gave Shura a a chance to escape. Shura, who had completely turned into a blood awn all over his body, bypassed Yan Dazhi's silky sword awn, and then a wisp of blood light went straight through Yan Dazhi's sword amulet blockade and fled to a very far place in the sky.

"No, let him escape!"

Yan Dazhi looked at the failure of his sword, and immediately regretted it.

"He can't escape!"

Pang Zhu's voice came, and Yan Dazhi found that he was no longer in his original position.

A huge sharp toothed rake swept through the air, but it bumped into the blood awn of Shura's escape, and returned to its original position with Shura's body.

Yan Dazhi's sword flash, Shura's body has turned into four sections under the sword light, and even the miserable cry did not have time to send out.

"Pang Daoyou's means are admirable!"

Yan Dazhi sincerely praised.

"Ha ha, you are too modest. Pang just learned a mouthful of Xuanyin real water to restrain the blood River magic of Shura."

Pang Zhu didn't dare to take it big in front of this man.

"Xuanyin is really water? Dare you ask Pang Daoyou, is this the source and treasure of water?"

Yan Dazhi didn't seem to have heard of it.

Pang Zhu explained: "no, no, this Xuanyin real water is an inheritance magic power of our Tianpeng family, but it is also a way to reshape the immortal body and achieve Tianpeng's real body. It can be used to partially replace the function of the original treasure. Pang can practice this magic power thanks to a pot of Diyin cold spring given by the Immortal King of Junshan."

Speaking of this, Pang Zhu seemed to think of something, and a simple smile appeared on his face, saying: "however, Junshan xianzun once said that the blood capital of the demon Kingdom built by the demon clan in the star region of Langjun seemed to be built on a cold spring of earth Yin at the beginning."