Chapter 563

In the sound of "KaKa", qianzhangtan was frozen into a whole piece of blue black ice. The white cold air rose into the sky. The red light from the crystal mirror in the middle-aged Taoist's hand touched the cold air, like countless bombs exploding in mid air. The dull sound of the explosion shook the puddles and wetlands near the Qianzhang lake, blowing up countless water columns more than 100 feet high. The muddy water gushed into the sky. The momentum was not frightening.

Xiansheng Lingjun and golden and silver horns hid in the dark ice and stared at more than 100 Taoist priests gathered in the sky through the translucent ice. A little demon made by a crab was followed up by the Qianzhang Dragon King, and carefully hid beside Mr. Xian. The holy spirit king looked at the little demon and pointed out that xuanbing cracked a gap. He kicked the little demon out with one foot, and then transmitted a few words to the little demon.

The crab demon with two black iron hammers raised his small head, two big eyes turned around in his eyes, pointed to the Taoist priest in the air and shouted: "why do you splash Mao Taoist priests come to the door? Do you know this is our thousand feet old Dragon King's territory? Touch your head, your life is hard enough in one breath!"

Those Taoists laughed together. A Taoist priest with white beard in a golden Taoist robe stepped over the cloud to the crab demon, lowered his head and said with a smile: "Qianzhang Dragon King? What a famous demon! Ha ha, less nonsense, hand over that group of men and women and two ice and fire Dragons and python. We will not do anything for ourselves and will not encroach on your 'great foundation'!"

Many Taoists laughed again, The golden robed white beard Taoist twist beard smiled and said, "I'm the spirit Taoist of Ziya mountain. They are all disciples of my sect. Ziya mountain has one vein and is proficient in the divination of heaven and stars. I spent more than a month of hard work to figure out that this group of men and women are hiding under the pool. Don't prevaricate and hand them over quickly, otherwise you will become a sound powder under the attack of thunder!"

The Taoist priest with the crystal mirror suddenly gasped. He put down the crystal mirror and said to the Taoist priest: "master, disciples' mana is exhausted. The underwater demon is so powerful that it's hard to resist the cold."

The red light emitted by the crystal mirror disappeared, and the cold air from the Golden Horn and silver horn immediately took advantage. A large area of cold air quickly spread around the Qianzhang lake. Not long ago, the nearby puddles and wetlands were covered with a layer of white frost. Some aquatic monsters such as boa constrictors and crocodiles hurriedly fled around. There were water and grass everywhere. I don't know how many wolves escaped from Qianzhang lake.

The crab demon's eyes turned. At the command of the Holy Spirit, he bared his teeth and said, "what men and women, we really don't have here. What ice fire dragon python, that kind of thing, we..."

The Taoist priest's face was heavy. He pointed to the crab demon and shouted, "when is it time to talk and prevaricate here? Really be a poor man with a good temper?" With a finger in hand, a sword roar sounded, and the three long blue swords lined up in the scabbard behind the spiritual Taoist rushed up into the sky and fell to the crab demon with three long sword lights.

The sword light was so cold that it was more than ten feet away from the little demon. It had scared the little demon to move. He stared at the falling sword light, suddenly gave a strange roar, held his head and drilled into the crack of the black ice. But no matter how fast he moves, how can the sword light fly faster? As soon as he turned around, three sword lights came to his head.

Three loud sounds came in a row, and Xiansheng Lingjun rushed out of the dark ice. His head has become a huge dragon head. His body suddenly rises to three feet up and down, covered with shining Dragon scales, like a suit of armor on him. The holy spirit king's fists were wrapped with strong dragon Qi, and three fists were blown out in a row, which blew out the three sword lights of the Lingdao people far away.

The spirit man's body shook, the sword light was blown out by the Holy Spirit, and the immortal soul of the spirit man was also shaken, so he didn't spit out a mouthful of blood. He looked at the king of the Holy Spirit and shouted with joy instead of surprise: "wonderful, aren't you in the true picture book of the reward offered by the young Lord? Ha, a Heavenly Dragon can't scare the poor way! Disciples, let's go together!"

More than a hundred sword lights roared out of the hands of the Taoists, turned into a hazy light fog and hit the holy spirit king.

More than a dozen powerful magic weapons, with extraordinary splendor, spewed out a large amount of Martian thunder and swarmed to the king of the Holy Spirit.

Xiansheng Lingjun snorted coldly. His body shook, and a large wave of water suddenly rushed out under the Qianzhang lake. The overwhelming blue water rushed straight into the air, and turned into a whirlpool with a thickness of several miles and hundreds of miles. The holy spirit king raised his hands, and the natural magic power of the dragon family spread out. The flood rolled and stirred with the sound of thunder, and suddenly ejected hundreds of water tanks, the thickness of which was like the water column of a dragon, and welcomed the sword light magic weapons of the Taoists. The loud noise kept coming, and the water columns disintegrated in the air, but more than a hundred sword lights were dim and washed up by the water drops for a long time. The fire and thunder from more than a dozen powerful magic weapons hit the rapidly rotating water vortex. The huge water vortex absorbed the attack from these magic weapons and turned into a large flash in the green water vortex, but no attack could break through the defense of the water vortex.

The Taoist priest was stunned. Although the Ziya mountain line he created in Pangu was famous for the divination of heaven and stars, the cultivation of disciples was also considerable. In addition to being a thirty-four grade immortal himself, there are three thirty-six grade immortals among the other disciples. Among the other disciples present, there are as many as 30 yuan Shen friars, and all the others are Yuan Ying friars. Hundreds of people work together, but they can't win a king of the Holy Spirit? That's ridiculous, isn't it?

Even if Ziya mountain is not good at Taoism and magic, but the cultivation is here. Why is the Holy Spirit so fierce?

The angry Taoist priest recalled the three flying sword lights and was about to deal with the holy spirit king himself. The Golden Horn and silver horn suddenly poked their heads out of the dark ice. The two brothers gave a sharp and violent long hiss. They opened their big mouths, and the thick red and white strong light of the two water tanks sprayed out, turning into a spiral light column of red and white, sweeping the void.

The monks of Ziya mountain were unprepared. The red and white light column hit them and smashed the body protection magic weapons of more than 80 monks on the spot. First, their bodies were red and almost cooked, and then the cold suddenly froze, freezing their flesh and the yuan God at the same time. The shrill howl came continuously. With the joint efforts of golden horn and silver horn, even Taoist Mo Luan's body protector could be broken, not to mention these illiterate friars in Ziya mountain?

Lingdao was so popular that he vomited blood. He had an adventure and spent several yuan meeting time. It was easy to have his current cultivation. It was easy to open up the small foundation of Ziya mountain in Pangu. Under the pressure of the violent town of Dayu official, it was easy to open up a Mountain Gate with more than 100 disciples. As soon as the Golden Horn and silver horn shot, they killed about 80% of his disciples. The spiritual Taoist had the idea of wiping his neck and committing suicide.

The Taoist priest, who was trembling all over, roared. His hands pressed down, and three blue sword lights roared out and stabbed at the king of the Holy Spirit, the Golden Horn and the silver horn respectively. The spirit Taoist spewed out three blood mist in a row, which made the light of the three swords soar by tens of feet, like a waterfall in the Milky way. It was more powerful than his sword against the crab demon.

Mr. Xian's face sank. Suddenly, there was an immeasurable water mist around him. A large amount of lightning entangled and circled in the water mist. With bursts of thunder, he rushed to beware of the stabbing lightning. The Dragon halberd of the holy spirit king has been destroyed in the previous battle. Now he can only rely on the magic power of the divine power to confront the spiritual Taoist.

Fortunately, there were gold and silver horns on the side. The thunder light offered by the Xiansheng Lingjun didn't touch the sword of the Lingdao people first. The gold horn opened wide, and a fire light swept out. The three sword lights suddenly shook, from the blue cold light to a red color light with high temperature. Then the silver horn just blew out a bright cold, three red lights shook, and the "click" sound kept coming, and the three sword lights turned into pieces on the spot.

If the Taoist priest didn't spray a mouthful of blood at once, he shouted, "poor spirit tool!"

The holy spirit king glared at the Taoist priest, and he scolded, "the heavenly immortals are still using spiritual tools. Are you ashamed?"

The Taoist priest was stunned and blinked. He was scolded by the emperor of the Holy Spirit for a long time. Golden Horn and silver horn sneered: "look, this old Taoist is not a rich man. He has become an immortal. He is still using spirit tools. Alas, how can he be poor?"

The Taoist priest was gnashing his teeth and was about to refute the Golden Horn and silver horn. A line of black cloud rushed here in the distance of the fierce sky. The black cloud was tens of miles away from the Taoist priest, A low and hoarse voice came from afar: "Lingdao friend, thank you for leading the way! The divination skill of Ziya mountain is really good. Hehe, let me find it myself. Where is it so easy to find these people?"

The dark cloud flashed and suddenly came to the Lingdao man. With a click, a dark magic claw protruded from the dark cloud, grabbed the Lingdao man's head and smashed half of his body.

The Taoist priest howled miserably, and his immortal soul was about to escape with a golden light. The claw turned back and easily grabbed the immortal soul of the Taoist priest in the claw and crushed it.

Many Taoists in Ziya mountain roared in unison and were about to attack the black cloud. The black cloud suddenly spread and shrouded all Taoists in the dark cloud.

A terrible gnawing sound came, accompanied by a sad howl. Soon the dark clouds converged inward, and all the Taoists in Ziya mountain disappeared without a trace, leaving only an extremely pungent smell of blood in the air.

The holy spirit king exclaimed, "who is coming?"

The dark cloud said with a deep smile: "my ancestor Ji Ying, a Sanxian in the Youxian Hall of the Wanxian alliance, ha ha ha, don't you know that the Wanxian alliance has ordered you to be wanted?"

The dark clouds were put away, and a deformed old man with a head as big as a meter bucket and a height of only about three feet appeared in front of Mr. Xian.