Xuanjian Xianzu

Chapter 1166: Fate Reclaimed
The magical powers are turbulent.

One by one, the real people stood on the salty lake. The void was shaking and uneasy, unable to recover. The invisible power that protected the earth's spiritual veins had faded away. The lake water was evaporated completely, and thick salt frost sank to the bottom. The light of the light green hornbeam mixed with the Xun wind covered it. Looking around, it was like a fertile plain.

These magical powers were either bright or weak, standing in the air like stars of varying brightness. The old man in the center was carrying a golden-red knife on his back. Although his face was a little pale, he had a faint smile on it.

Situ Huo was full of confidence.

In this battle, Situ Huo thought he would gain nothing, and even secretly prepared to defect to the north. Unexpectedly, Ling Mei stood up, and he didn't have to block Wang Ziya's treasure, who could be called the nemesis of Jin De!
His opponents were the uncle and nephew of the Helian family. Among them, Helian Wumeng was still relying on blood and energy to replenish his body and had just recovered from a serious injury.

With the golden evil against the demonic evil, and with the blessing of the light of martial arts, he will undoubtedly be unstoppable. Seeing Qi Lanyan's fall, the situation has changed drastically. He immediately became aware of the fact and secretly regarded Helian Wujiang's uncle and nephew as his own merits - he, Situ Huo, came here to earn his life, and the more magical powers he killed, the better.

It was because of his full efforts to stop Helian Wumeng, who had just recovered from a serious injury, that Helian Wujiang, the leader of Tiele State in the middle stage of Purple Mansion, was forced to sacrifice himself to return to the rescue and cover his nephew, and was completely left here!
But for Situ Huo, this was double happiness:

'What's the use of a Helian Wumeng? He is not only in the middle stage of the Purple Mansion, but also the ruler of a country. The Helian family established the Tiefu Kingdom and once controlled the south of the desert. It still has a high status. Although it seems that it is not conspicuous, the harvest is definitely rich! '

Everyone was injured in this battle, not to mention Li Zhouwei. Master Wenqing was ambushed by the retreating Zhalu, and even his Dharma body was mostly shattered. Ning Wan only survived by relying on [Da Xue Jue Feng]. He was the only one who reaped the benefits.

Li Zhouwei was seriously injured, and he was the only one in the middle stage of the Purple Mansion who had any influence. Situ Huo was also the governor of the Boring Blade, and it was his duty to make the decision on the recovery of Jianghuai. How could he not be proud of this? There was obvious joy in his eyes, and he just smiled and said:
"Fellow Daoist Helian! Thank you for letting me do this!"

This was an extremely ironic sound, causing Helian Wujiang to raise his head. His eyes penetrated through the layers of colors and looked around, as if he wanted to remember every face. His lips trembled slightly and his voice was low:
"Situ Huo!"

This sound was fierce and fierce, and it violently resounded in the magical power. All the cultivators were silent. Situ Huo's eyes were piercing, and he said:
"It is not shameful for you to be captured by me, but you have no virtue and have killed countless people. It is hard to list them all. Now that you have met the emperor of our dynasty, you will have your say!"

His words were extremely clever. He emphasized his own achievements and threatened him, wishing that this man would die on the spot. Helian Wujiang sneered and stared at the [Blood Tower] in his hand with irony. In the end, he didn't care and said quietly:

"Situ Huo, practicing martial arts is easier said than done. Your life span is short and the day of your release is approaching. Isn't the Yang family prepared?"

After these words came out, the other cultivators either turned their heads and said nothing, or sneered secretly. Situ Huo's expression remained unchanged, and he smiled and said:
"My loyalty to the king is evident to all. I will not allow you to provoke a dying man!"

The old man looked very indifferent, but the hand gripping the handle of the knife also revealed the anger in his heart. The smile on his face became colder, but he was suddenly startled and turned his head away.

A white-robed swordsman had appeared beside the golden figure illuminated by the sun's rays. His sword pupils were icy cold. Lin Chensheng, who was standing beside him, had slightly red eyes and was standing with the etiquette of a disciple.

Nuzi was already filled with fear, and spoke in a trembling voice:
"I am Peacock's trusted confidant. The Sword Immortal spared my life. I will definitely reward you handsomely!"

His words made the heaven and earth tremble. The sword immortal laughed in anger, and the pear blossom sword in his hand suddenly jumped up:

The sky and the earth turned white.

The sharp Dui metal energy passed through Xunfeng, causing the golden body to rumble and the figure of the sword immortal dissipated like smoke. Nuzi couldn't even utter a word of pain. The surging pink light and the sand and stones falling like a waterfall had already fallen into the lake.

Mahanuji, the great desire master, suddenly fell!

No one paid attention to the magical power in the sky, but no one moved. Even Situ Huo waited silently, watching Sima Yuanli riding the wind down in the sky full of sand and pink light, stopping beside the young man in the center of the lake, and tentatively said respectfully:
"The Northern Rebellion has been defeated. Please send your generals, King Wei."

"Crack."

As Li Zhouwei moved, colorful light like broken porcelain fell from his body. Seeing the murderer turning his head, his face covered with colorful cracks turned towards him, and his eyes full of fierce light, the Taoist Qing Hu raised his eyelids, feeling a chill in his heart, but found that the young man next to him suddenly moved.

He walked towards the sky step by step under the light of heaven. Colorful rays of light like tears kept falling along his body. All eyes looked at him in shock and confusion.

Helian Wujiang raised his head suddenly and heard a hoarse voice:

"I'll give you a treat."

With this loud sound, the halberd turned around and fell down with a bang in front of many people's gazes!

"He... can still attack!"

Helian Wujiang had just suffered a round of siege and was in a very bad state at the moment. He was at the end of his rope, but he still had the supernatural powers of body and life. Unless Yang could also take out a treasure like the [Qingya Huazhi], no matter how suppressed he was, he would always have the ability to commit suicide. It would be extremely difficult to capture him alive.

It would be even more impossible for him to accept surrender on his own.

He is not like the Buddhist or independent cultivators who have no ties, nor like the Tuoba or Murong families who have big figures as their backers. Even if he surrenders, there is a possibility of exchanging prisoners. Helian Wujiang is already the highest combat force in the Tiele Kingdom. Once he surrenders, the fate of the entire Tiele Huns in the north and Helian Wumeng who escaped back can be imagined!

'Since he has decided to stay, he has already made up his mind to die.'

All eyes were focused on him in an instant. Even Helian Wujiang, whose face was cold under the rolling magical power, raised his head at this moment. He realized that this was the last bit of dignity Li Zhouwei gave him. He let out a long breath and raised his head.

His lips trembled. This king who had ruled the southern desert for a hundred years and brought the Helian family back to life could not even find anyone to talk to, and finally fell silent.

"Boom!"

With many magical powers holding their breath, his rising sun fell with a loud bang, and his entire body turned into rolling devilish light. A thick evil spirit rose into the sky, lifting up all the magical powers above it, turning it into a sky full of evil spirits like a mountain and river of ink!

The magical power of 'Jiao Mu' filled the sky for only a few dozen breaths, and the 'evil spirit' rushed into the sky and pressed down on Xun Feng. The second person in the middle stage of Purple Mansion died on the same day!
"Boom!"

The entire sky had turned into an indissoluble dark green. Drops of cold rain fell. Pitch-thick darkness swept across the entire sky. Only rays of divine light stood alone in the sky.

Helian Wujiang actually had no hatred against the southern cultivators. He had also been restrained in previous wars and tried not to offend any force. Now he felt like a rabbit had died and the fox had mourned, so he was silent.

Situ Huo looked embarrassed, lowered his brows and said nothing, as if he had secretly understood something. Sima Yuanli looked quietly at the cold rain in the sky, but found that the King of Wei stood in the air with his back straight, and had no intention of retreating:
'What else is he going to do?'

The King of Wei crossed the darkness of the sky and landed on the lakeside on the light. His words were hoarse but steady and powerful:

"Tinglan, Jingqiu, Qinghu."

As soon as these words came out, the three of them took a step forward together. Lin Chensheng agreed and listened to King Wei:
"Once Xianhu is conquered, Jianghuai must be captured. The three of you take Xuan to Baiye and surround the mountain gate. You don't have to conquer it immediately. Drive away the magical power and then fly to Baijiang to save Wangyue and help Boringdao."

"Yes."

Zhu Xiu promised, and Situ Huo smiled, but he didn't expect Li Zhouwei to speak in a steady voice:

"Situ Huo and Cheng Jiuwen, you two..."

The young man paused, and a cold smile appeared on his face:
"Follow me as I conquer the mysteries and ascend along the White Sea."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked.

'It is rare for ordinary cultivators to survive after being injured by the Qingya Huazhi. Many of them cannot leave the retreat for decades, and some even die suddenly during retreat. He... dares to continue heading north despite being seriously injured!'

All the cultivators changed color, and Situ Huo was even more stunned. Who would have thought that the bright eyes would stare at him straight, making him swallow the words of disbelief in his mouth and said:

"I obey my orders!"

He had doubts in his heart, and now he suddenly realized:

"So... So he was also trying to save his own life! That's why he went to the north despite his serious injuries!"

Li Zhouwei walked calmly towards the north under the light of day. The dark red arrowhead flashed, blocking all sights. He then calmly swallowed the blood that was rushing up his throat, and his complexion looked a little better.

He was able to hold on until now because of a great contributor—'Red Broken Arrow'.

The effect of "Red Broken Arrowhead" that reduced his injuries by one point was also effective for this disaster. The actual amount on him was even less than 90%. This Mingyang magical power was not afraid of Wu Earth. Just now, he took advantage of the "Red Broken Arrowhead" and even when all the magical powers were fixed on the lake by the black drum and golden hammer, he accidentally jumped over the sweeping Wu Light, thus causing Qi Lanyan to miscalculate!
He was keenly aware of the difference:
'It is often said that Wu Guang has no leaks. Very few people can dodge it, and even fewer can suppress it. This magic that no one has ever talked about...may be of great use in future battles!'

But now is not the time to think about this. Feeling the success of "Jun Daowei" and the magical power constantly fed back by the talisman energy, Li Zhouwei secretly estimated.

"Three days!"

He spent most of the time fighting alone in this war, so the Bai Lin destiny he sensed was not strong, and the feedback from Dao Wei's success was relatively thin. More help came from the magic power he gained from using the Qi to break through the supernatural powers and defeat the demon.

The miraculous combination of this magic power and the elixir continued to resist the ever-increasing disasters in his body, allowing his condition to slowly improve - but within three days, these two forces would be exhausted, and if he didn't retreat and suppress them, he would be in big trouble!

"In three days... we will conquer the Yangtze and Huai Rivers."

The light in his eyes was gloomy, but he was not afraid:

"Once Qi Lanyan dies, Jiang Huai's control will inevitably collapse. It will be a smooth road ahead. Besides..."

The image of the purple talisman flashed through Li Zhouwei's mind, and he raised his eyebrows and looked into the distance:

"If the Northern Sect cannot work together, the other sects will be defeated and will inevitably disperse. Since Ye Hui has colluded with them, there should be gains!"

……

Moon Lake.

The colors in the sky had faded and disappeared into the northern horizon. Li Ximing shook his head drowsily and coughed up some golden blood, which instantly turned into flying fireworks.

He raised his head in shock and looked towards the east. The dark blue color was extremely strong and went straight up to the sky, which made Li Ximing shocked and worried:

'What is this scene?'

The distance between Xian Lake and Wangyue Lake spans the State of Song, allowing him to see the grand scene so clearly. It must have been the death of more than one Purple Mansion!
"Minghuang... has a sense of propriety, Qi Lanyan should not dare to harm him..."

He didn't have time to think about it. The figure in the west rose and fell, and the color faded away. He felt relieved.
"Xishu... came so ruthlessly."

He thought there would be a great battle on Wangyue Lake, and he was right. However, Li Zhouwei's departure shifted the focus of the entire North-South dispute, and the Qingji side was ready to make a move. The main force of this battle turned out to be Western Shu. Of all the cultivators who were supposed to come, only Chen Yin came to guard the river.

Li Muyan and Hong Yan came as usual. One of them was seriously injured and the other was tied up. In fact, they were not worthy of praise, but the clouds were gloomy and there was actually one person.

This man's name is Shensou, he has great magical powers and is a cultivator in the middle stage of Purple Mansion!
With the three of them joining forces, Li Ximing's life was in danger in an instant. If it weren't for the [Tian Yang Weng], he would at least be seriously injured, not to mention whether he could stop the enemy outside Xiping!

At this moment, the people in the west suddenly retreated, and Li Ximing was also seriously injured, but there was no joy in his heart.

"Jiang Qian returned to guard the river."

Even though the focus of the north is no longer in the west, the one left behind in Baijiang will definitely not be a simple Zifu, not to mention that Baiye is lost and the boring tool is surrounded, Maha of the Great Desire Dao can march straight in!

Li Jiangqian was guarding the river bank and could peek at the other side. At least before the battle between the two sides, Baijiang had Lou Yingge and Gao Fangjing, not to mention several people waiting...

'Even though Louyingge may not be willing to put in much effort for Qi Lanyan, Da Yudao is definitely coveting him. Once they send people south, they will definitely target Jiang Qian!'

Li Jiangqian's delay in activating the jade talisman for help comforted Li Ximing. At this moment, he did not care too much. He just raised his head and secretly activated the jade talisman while walking:
【Check the secrets】!
He had just stood up from the west screen when the scenery of the surging river came into view. However, the scene conveyed to him gave him a sudden shock in his heart.

The river was surging, and the magical powers were intertwined above, but the fire of separation was surging and rampant... There was no sight of any buildings or pavilions, no Gao Fangjing, and no help from the north. Not even a Maha from the Great Desire Dao showed up, and there were only two compassions who were struggling to hold on under the fire of separation, and it seemed that they were unable to advance or retreat!

Li Ximing's anxious heart was finally at ease, and doubts suddenly rushed into his mind. He controlled the light of the sky, rose and fell, and soon reached the north bank. Fearing an ambush, he immediately stopped and went to look at the Baijiang River further north.

Sure enough, there is a blazing real fire and the Maha golden body!

But what was even more eye-catching were the flashing magical powers. The sky was full of light, and there was a golden aura rising into the sky, covering the sky. Several real people in golden clothes stood in the air, resisting the force of the true fire burning gold, and beat the two "true fire" magical powers in the middle so that they could not raise their heads.

'The Golden Daoist Sect!'

Li Ximing's mind suddenly became clear, and he understood the whole thing in an instant:

"It's the Jinyu Zhang family... They attacked northwards early and entered Jianghuai!"