Journey To Longevity

When a group of people watched from afar, the four of them suddenly dispersed.

Flicking Zhang Shiping's sleeves, several streaks of blue light flew out, as if colliding with something in mid-air, making clanging and crisp sounds.

The other three were almost the same, and each used their own methods to withstand the sudden attack.

Everyone didn't say a word, but sacrificed various treasures one after another, turning them into auras of aura, and guarding themselves tightly.

With the dim red aura of the pagoda on Zhang Shiping's head, he urged the "Evil-Breaking Eye" with all his strength, and the golden light contained in the vertical eyes became more and more intense. He quickly glanced around sullenly.

Immediately afterwards, a golden light shot out from the vertical eyes, and it suddenly hit a small mountain peak more than ten miles away from the crowd.

After the space here was distorted for a while, three escaping lights flew out of it, looking at Zhang Shiping and the others.

Among the three monks, two of them were big men with rough faces and full beards. The clothes on their bodies were full of inspiration, which looked like leather armor sewn from the skin of some kind of monster.

And another man in a green robe with a strong breath and the appearance of a monkey with a sharp mouth. This man wore a mask made of copper coins on his face, revealing only a pair of silvery white eyes. It's just that there are no pupils in the eyes, it looks extremely weird, and the death energy in the whole body is better than the anger, it doesn't look like a living person.

"This fellow daoist is quite unfamiliar. I don't know what method he used to see through our hiding place?" One of the big men said loudly.

Zhang Shiping didn't respond, but just looked at the other party silently. He responded to whatever the other party asked, and naturally he would not do this kind of thing. It's just that although there are thousands of spells in the world of cultivating immortals, there are not many skills that can open up the third spiritual eye. Most of these three people already have the answer in their hearts.

"I thought it was those young people, but it turned out to be the three from the Palace of Suffering. Why are you trying to make things difficult for us at this time?" Gong Yangqian said calmly, a beautiful jade belt was already wrapped around her arm Up, no wind, automatic, elegant and elegant.

In addition, there is a crystal blue half-moon wheel that is as high as a person, protecting the whole body.

At the same time, she focused on two things, taking advantage of the interrogation period, she sent a voice transmission to Zhang Shiping and the three of them: "Be careful, that green-robed monk should be a silver-winged yaksha, who is good at silver-eyed illusion, so don't look directly at it."

The Palace of Horrible Suffering is a sect of the Western Desert, and is extremely good at refining corpses and puppets, and is not weaker than any sect in these two areas. Gongyangqian has traveled abroad for many years, and naturally she has also inquired about some news about this sect, so she recognized the identity of the green-robed monk at a glance.

Although she was only 70% or 80% sure, she couldn't bear to ask for proof at this time.

Hearing this, Zhang Shiping turned his eyes away from the green-robed monk, and only locked on him with his divine sense.

"I just want to ask fellow Taoists, where is the Yanyu Tower of the noble sect, and why is he not here?" the green-robed monk said in a deep voice, with a bit of hatred and murderous intent in his tone, obviously because he had something to do with it. festival.

"Fellow Daoist Kuang Kun? It's just that in Nanfa Temple last time, I heard that Fellow Daoist was poisoned by a strange poison and his body was filthy. No wonder I haven't heard any news from Fellow Daoist in these years. It turned out that he refined himself into a silver-winged Yasha. Now I don't know if You's cultivation has improved, or is it still standing still?" Gong Yangqian said.

"Thanks to Yan Yulou's good intentions, otherwise I wouldn't be able to refine myself into such a ghostly appearance. However, luck and misfortune depend on each other, my cultivation level has not fallen, and my lifespan is longer. I think I should be able to live longer than that." He is a bit older. When I visited Cheno Island, I remembered that the junior standing behind Yulou was you, it seemed to be Yan Li, and I never thought that I would have a baby now." Kuang Kun said coldly.

Before the man finished speaking, he raised his hands unexpectedly, and dozens of light gray fine needles shot out from his cuffs. At the same time, his eyes shone silver, and a white light suddenly appeared Dazzling.

It's just that the members of Xuanyuanzong were prepared and escaped this illusion.

As soon as the man raised his hand, Zhang Shiping saw that the man had just made a move, and without thinking about it, he urged the three Qingshuang swords, which suddenly turned into green lights, and shot towards the three of them.

At the same time, he suddenly disappeared in place, dodging those fine needles.

Among the three people who were more than ten miles away, the big man who asked the question at the beginning sacrificed three strange-looking scimitars, rose forward to guard the emissary, and met the Qingshuang sword halfway. Hit together, entangled together.

The green-robed monk tore off the copper coin mask on his face, and the corner of his mouth cracked to the jaw, revealing the criss-crossed mouth full of fangs, and his height suddenly rose to a height of ten feet, and the green robe burst suddenly , Two giant bumps bulged out from under his ribs at the same time, and two bloody fleshy wings stretched out.

He bowed his body, crushed the rock with one foot, a ball of green light appeared all over his body, and disappeared in place.

"Boom".

In an instant, Yan Li turned into a half-human, half-dragon form, and turned into a black glow that collided with the green light, and the two shot back backwards. Kuang Kun's figure still stopped, and the moon golden wheel floating around Gongyangqian's body had already been sacrificed, intending to cut it off in the middle.

Seeing this, another big man immediately sacrificed a khaki-colored Sifang seal, intending to take it halfway.

It's just that when this person shot, Du Yu had already sacrificed a dark blue spirit bead, which emitted a hazy aura, disappeared suddenly, and landed head-on towards the big man.

The man's face changed drastically, so that the Sifang Seal that he sacrificed also paused a little.

The Moon Golden Wheel that Gongyangqian was envoy took advantage of this opportunity to slash at Kuang Kun's aura shield.

Only a clear and sharp sound of cracking silk was heard, and the moon golden wheel actually broke Kuang Kun's protective spirit shield, but the fleshy wings behind him closed forward.

The Moon Golden Wheel Blade only left a wound several feet long on the fleshy wing, and it was wrapped by the dense gray gas that emerged from the wound.

Gongyangqian's complexion changed, and she immediately recalled her magic weapon to dissipate the gray air above.

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When the two sides were fighting each other, Yu Xing, who was in the distance, saw that the sword array would not be able to help Jue Yue for a while, so he stopped trying.

With one move with one hand, thirty-six flying swords flew upside down from the sword formation, turning into wisps of blue light. Then he turned his hand and took out a small sword full of copper rust, and sprayed blood on it.

This sword is one of the seven inheritance swords left by Venerable Wanjian. Originally, Yu Xing wanted to collect them all, but the three of Changshen were skeptical. Seeing that the situation was not right, they abandoned their respective sects extremely resolutely and fled overseas.

Although Zhengyangzong settled on Qingji Island in the South China Sea, he also knew that it was only because Xuanyuanzong and Bixiao Palace blocked him that he only got four.

As soon as the little copper-rust sword was activated, it turned into a beam of bloody light, which merged with the blue light in mid-air, and finally turned into a huge sword that was more than ten feet long and was made of spiritual light.

This sword was extremely light in Yu Xing's hands, and once manifested, it slashed at Jue Yue head-on without any jerky.

The sword energy was so strong that it snatched a small part of the inspiration that was heading towards the sky-reaching icy blue light column. Accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder, a huge sword mark was drawn and landed on the top of Jue Yue's head.

Jue Yue wanted to avoid it, but he was trapped in the sword array, so he had no choice but to urge the Fan Zhong in his hand.

There was a loud bang, and the world was silent.

The Ten Thousand Swords formation also froze immediately, Jue Yue took the opportunity to get out, but the huge sword did not stop, it had already chopped off from the top of his head.