Daojun: Start with the top-grade golden elixir

Chapter 129 She Ying, as a Daoist lineage, went to battle in person against the enemies and enemies
"That's why I, Shenliu Sect, have the courage to declare a war against Long Xiangzong. If the noble sect does not agree, please give up the Longxiang Dayu, and those who are virtuous will live there."

Even though the Shenliu Sect has revealed its ambitions to the bright side in the past hundred years, until this moment, how many people still hold a certain wait-and-see attitude towards this matter.

After all, not to mention shaking or even replacing the seat of the Great Master of the Five Realms, even formally declaring a war with the Great Master of the Five Realms is an unprecedented event since the Tianbao Dharma Conference was held.

As soon as Mu He's words came out, the people present were in an uproar.

All of a sudden, the Shenliu and Longxiang sects were already attracting the attention of all. Compared with the Shenliu side, there were only three people in total, and they were light and simple. The Longxiangzong and his party had ten people, but it was a pity that in the eyes of those who had enough cultivation and discerned However, the situation is completely reversed with the number of people.

Among the ten members of Long Xiangzong, seven of them are at the first level of Nascent Soul. Not to mention that it is better than nothing, but the difference with the third level of Nascent Soul is really irreparable.

But having said that, Yang Biji didn't show timidity, instead, he looked like an old god. He lowered his eyes, glanced across the surface of Mu He, and took a deep look at Chu He and He Haojun behind him. The voice responded: "The wolf's ambition is extremely ridiculous."

"I, Long Xiangzong, have been preaching for ten thousand years, so I am not afraid of you. Since you dare to declare war, I will accompany you to the end."

"Okay!" There was a smile on Mu He's old-fashioned face, he glanced at Chu He, saw him nodding his head slightly, and raised his breath: "Since that's the case, my Shenliu Sect is not blind, so I invite Sect Master Yang Mark your way."

After all, the battle of orthodoxy is not a competition of Taoism. There is no fixed regulation. Generally speaking, it is best to compare the strength of the sects when they go side by side. However, there are also some sects that set different regulations for the competition. Very conceited, as a party to declare the dispute, I would like to ask Long Xiangzong to draw the line.

Yang Biji snorted softly, sat on the jade platform of the Five Regions, and said condescendingly: "I see that your Shenliuzong's trip is only three people, so you don't know that this sect is deceiving, so three people will come out to join you Just wait for the three to face each other."

"Huh?" Mu He frowned. Shenliuzong originally expected that Ding Longxiang would not give up the only advantage in numbers, but Yang Biji's words made Mu He momentarily suspicious, and secretly said: Could it be that the next one is going to fight against the upper one? Act of?But the strength of the two sects is not equal.

He didn't dare to make a rash decision, and looked back at Chuhe, but Chuhe's eyes flickered for a while, and he shook his head slowly.

Even if there is a three-person confrontation, Shenliuzong is very sure of winning, but the relationship between Chuhe and He Haojun is not a complete ally. If there is a chance, Chuhe still wants to try to overwhelm the dragon with his own strength before He Haojun makes a move. , even if there are a few more Nascent Soul first-level opponents, they will not hesitate.

He Haojun seemed to know what Chuhe was thinking, but he just shook the folding fan that he took out at an unknown time, his thoughts remained unchanged, and his face did not change.

Mu He knew it in his heart, cupped his hands upwards, and said in a voice: "Sect Master Yang, this is a battle of orthodoxy. Could it be that two out of three rounds will win? It's too childish."

"Oh?" Yang Bi and Gao Gao said: "Since that's the case, let's play against the victor and continue to fight until both sides are exhausted, and the winner will be decided."

After saying this, Mu He was even more confused, but he hummed softly in his ear, and when he received Chu He's voice transmission, he immediately clapped his hands and said, "Okay, my Shenliu Sect accepts."

Yang Biji smiled disdainfully, and said to an old man with a stick on his right: "Uncle Chao, please take the lead first."

Chao Laodao showed a complex expression in his muddy eyes for a moment, then nodded himself, waved his sleeves, and a ray of light flew into the air, and his gaze swept towards Shenliu and the three of them, as if fixed on Chuhe for a moment , shouted in a cold voice: "My seat, Chao Qianji, whoever comes here first."

Chu He was provoked by this old man, but he didn't look angry, and said in a deep voice: "Junior Mu He, let you take the lead."

Mu He heard the answer, and Chu He warned again: "You don't need to win this battle, you just need to protect yourself and see what tricks Chao Laoer is playing."

Mu He nodded, took a yellow cloud, flew up into the air, cupped his hands towards Chao Qianji, and said: "I, Mu He, would like to ask fellow Taoists for advice."

When Chao Laodao saw that Shenliu Sect was fought by Mu He, he just snorted softly, and said coldly: "Okay! Then I will see the brilliant moves of fellow Taoists." go.

When Mu He saw this, he immediately got up and ran forward, raised his palm and made a formula, said a few times, and then flicked forward, suddenly heard the rustling sound, and saw a wind whirling out of thin air, with gold The blade flew and blew forward suddenly.

Don't look at the fighting method before it seems to be polite, but once Mu He makes a move, it is a killer move. This is the signature Taoism of Shenliu Sect. Such a powerful point, it only takes a moment to cut mountains and crack the ground.

Chao Laodao hadn't opened up much distance, and the wind of Mu He's golden blade had already blown over. Chao Laodao didn't panic, but turned around and waved his sleeves in the air, and suddenly a cloud of smoke flew up come out.

The fog was thick and turbid, like a river of sand, turbulent, and within a short while, it had covered a thousand feet, covering a piece of clear sky. Suddenly collapsed.

"What?" As soon as Mu He sensed it, he felt that the golden blade he had collected and refined from a large amount of gold energy seemed to have fallen into a quagmire, and he couldn't move it, and was still wearing out rapidly.

Mu He frowned, and after carefully distinguishing, he finally saw a bit of the truth. It turned out that the dense fog of Chao Laodao was specially refined with the turbidity of iron. As soon as the blade entered it, it was immediately polluted by the turbid iron gas, obviously it was specially designed to restrain the golden blade from turning and destroying the wind.

After fighting for a round, a special supernatural power was abolished, and Mu He didn't show any anger on his face, he just said secretly: "Sure enough, I came prepared." After thinking for a while, he felt that the iron turbid fog really restrained the true magic of Shenliu, Chao Qianji couldn't let him use it at will, so he made up his mind, flew to the sky and took out a blue lantern.

It's a matter of spiritual flow, even if he took out his means, Mu He didn't have time to feel pain. When he turned the lamp down, he saw the lamp flame pouring down along the lamp oil and falling into the iron mist, it suddenly seemed like a spark started a prairie fire, but After a few breaths, a hole was burned out, and it was still burning away with the iron mist.

Seeing that the whole fog of iron turbidity was about to be burnt, and Chao Laodao never appeared, Mu He couldn't help raising his vigilance, covering his body with a spiritual light, and sacrificed a magic weapon, which emitted a hazy yellow light that circled around his body.

Mu He breathed a sigh of relief once he had completed the protection, but he did not let go of his vigilance. He watched the spiritual flame burning down below. After only a moment or so, the thick fog was burned away seven or eight times, until it reached the edge Suddenly, it seemed to be burned on someone, and was burned with the thick fog, leaving a ball of fire in the air.

"Old Taoist Chao?" Mu He looked suspiciously into the fire, and saw Chao Qianji's blurred figure in the fireball, supported by a ray of light outside him, keeping the spiritual flame a few feet away, but the spiritual flame The burning momentum does not stop, but it becomes more and more prosperous.

"Haha, ignorant old man, dare to take my own three-yang refining flame, and seek death!" Mu He was overjoyed when he saw this. It is absolutely unwise to attach Yan to the body.

This three-yang smelting true flame was made by Mu He after hundreds of years of kung fu. It is all made of three kinds of great solar energy from Qimen magic weapon. This flame is designed to burn true energy. If it is attached by this true flame, it will never escape , It must be burned to ashes.

"The victory is decided. As long as I don't get caught by Chao Laodao, lest he fight to the death..." Mu Hesi was stunned when he thought of this point, and looked down, only to see Chao Laodao making a formula with both hands, and said in his mouth He couldn't stop thinking, until now, after practicing the method for a long time, he parted his hands, revealing a jade talisman, in which a wisp of vitality gradually formed a portrait of Mu He.

"The method of absorbing Qi! Chao Laoer...!" Mu He was startled, and immediately set up his escape light to escape, but Chao Laodao looked at him and smiled. He swallowed the jade talisman into his mouth, and at the same time his whole body It seemed to be drained of energy, and instantly turned into haggard.

"Not good!" On the jade platform, Chuhe's eyes trembled, and he stood up abruptly. Nei's eyes all fell on him, he couldn't help but froze, and finally he didn't move.

At the next moment, Chao Laodao almost appeared on the Tianmen Gate with a skull in the shape of a skull. A baby leaped out riding a cloud, and the true flame of Sanyang Lian instantly clung to it. As a majestic golden light, it soared into the sky, the last shot came first, and it hit Mu He's back in an instant, bursting out a dazzling light.

"Junior Brother Mu He." Chu He closed his eyes, as if he couldn't bear to look at it. Even if there was no uproar in his ears, he still knew that he was sacrificed by a second-level Nascent Soul cultivator. Hit, Mu He has no reason to survive.

Chao Qianji, or Yang Biji, probably made a plan from the very beginning, if he could not seriously injure himself, he must fight Mu He to death.

Although Chao Qianji's aptitude is really ordinary, he has practiced for 800 years, his lifespan is almost exhausted, and his Taoism is mediocre among Yuan Ying Erzhong, but anyway, he is also the old man of the dragon, and Chuhe really did not expect the dragon Zong will do this.

Chuhe let out a sigh of relief, and looked at Longxiang Yutai. Yang Biji still held Fuchen in his arms, without changing his expression, and said coldly: "Sect Master Yang is a good method, Shenliu Sect has learned."

Yang Biji returned the salute lightly, and said, "Honor Chuhe is too modest."

Chu He asked in a deep voice: "It seems that Sect Master Yang thinks he's settled?"

Most of the cultivators in the arena hadn't recovered from Chao Qianji's blow, and suddenly they saw that the dragon's appearance seemed to be about to tear their skins apart, and they all focused their attention.

Yang Biji was still unhurried, and asked calmly: "Why did Venerable Chuhe say that? This battle is just a draw, and I don't know who the next battle will be played by your lord."

"Hahahaha!" There was no reply from Chuhe, but he suddenly laughed loudly, and stepped towards Yutai, the whole Huangyu Square shook violently, and he pulled up a billowing yellow smoke into the half dome, standing proudly, He shouted: "This battle will be fought by me, Yang Biji, feel free to send you a helping hand!"

After saying that, his eyes fell on Yang Bi and the Taoist Hecloak beside him, he seemed a little surprised, he smiled and was about to get up, but Yang Biji raised his hand and pressed his arm slightly, saying: "Dao My friend, I will fight in person in this battle, so I ask my fellow daoists to hold the battle for me first."

Taoist Crane Cloak raised his eyebrows, then cupped his hands and said: "Then wait for the victory of fellow Taoist."

At this moment, Yang Biji seemed to reveal an invisible smile, nodded, and then swept his eyes around, suppressing the desire to speak of the elders beside him, and then sent the whisk to the door. With a flick of his arms, he drove Yunfei up to Yunkong and stood still.

Among the ten members of Long Xiangzong, apart from the Taoist Hecloak whose origin is unknown, only Yang Biji and Chao Qianji have the second level of Yuanying cultivation, that is, fighting three times, how could Long Xiangzong An elder from the first level of Nascent Soul came up to die.

But Chuhe thought he had to take care of the mysterious helper, but unexpectedly, he waited for Yang Biji to appear on the stage in person. He sneered and said, "It seems that Sect Master Yang can't wait to learn my supernatural power."

Yang Biji stood indifferently, and said loudly: "That's right, please make a move, Your Honor."

There was already a trace of inexhaustible anger burning in Chuhe's chest, but he didn't condone it just to avoid disturbing his own mood. How could there be any polite words, and immediately shouted: "Okay!" As it rises, billowing yellow smoke gushes out from its top, twists and knots in the air, turns into a big rope of yellow smoke, follows the Chu River high up and down, and bundles it down brazenly.

As soon as Chu He made a move, he wanted to bind and arrest Yang Bi and the leader of this sect, which must be called arrogance.

Seeing this, Yang Biji frowned, although a little bit of anger grew, but it didn't affect his reason, just looking at the power of Chuhe Taoism, he knew that he couldn't accept the move easily.

Nascent Soul Triple Layer, every step is a world of difference, this is not just empty talk.

If it is said that the second level of the Nascent Soul is heavier than the first one, refining the clouds represents the improvement of Taoism and magic tools, then the third level of the Nascent Soul, known as Dacheng, represents the perfection of the Nascent Soul cultivator's profound arts, and his cultivation is beyond reach. Jin, just this one word, you can know that the mana of the Nascent Soul triple compared to before, must have multiplied by several times.

In addition, although the monks of the third level of Yuanying have reached perfection, their Taoism and Taoism may not be shackles. If they do not encounter bottlenecks, they can continue to improve. No matter how normal it is, if it is the posture of Tianzong, it may not be impossible to capture the true meaning of Taoism and enter the nine realms.

However, those kind of people only exist in rumors in the world of Tianpu, not to mention that it took 200 years for Chuhe to cultivate the third level of Nascent Soul, and it may not be possible to cultivate a body of Taoism, so Yang Biji is confident. With the help of the magic weapon, he fought one or two with Chuhe.

But of course it was not the time to reveal his hole cards at this time, Yang Biji saw Chuhe's supernatural powers were extraordinary, and he didn't want to force him to catch him, so he hurriedly pulled up his escape light, and wanted to hide first.

But since Chuhe made a move, how could Yang Biji be allowed to escape easily, this Huangyan Dasuo is also a magical channel technique he has cultivated into Gangyun, with a movement of his mind, it is like a dragon turning around, and rushing forward like a thunderbolt ’, he chased after Yang Biji, and the force of the lock immediately stopped his castration.

ps: If I don't want to break the chapter, I really can't go past twelve o'clock.

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