Xuanjian Xianzu

Chapter 1167: The 1th Tiger (12+11113) (The Hidden Dragon Does Not Use the Golden Alliance Plus )

Li Ximing was shocked and took a pill. The joy in his heart quickly faded away. He stepped on the wind and rose up. He raised the wooden spirit jar in his hand suddenly and took a peek. The miraculous accumulation:
【Accumulate and combine】

In an instant, a heavy light shone out from the jar and fell on the two golden bodies, like a whale sucking water. No matter the brilliance, golden water, blessings from the paradise, or blessings from Buddhism and Taoism, they were all sucked away!

The two pitiful beings in the raging fire were in so much pain that they could not bear the magic of such a spiritual treasure. Their expressions changed at the same time.

'Li Ximing is here!'

The two of them didn't even have time to look at each other, they suddenly used their magical powers, gave up Hua Guang, and were about to return to the land of Buddhism!

To be fair, the abilities of the two men were not bad, one was under the Lotus Seat, and the other was also under the Wisdom Seat, and when they joined forces, they were enough to hold back most of the supernatural powers, and even if they met help, they would still have a chance to escape.

But Li Jiangqian has a magic treasure to protect him, [Nanming Heart Fire] is really powerful!

This flame was originally a kind of fire of separation, and its power changed according to the life of the person with supernatural powers. When it was just condensed, its power had exceeded Li Ximing's [Red Pheasant Charged into the Flame of Separation]. Later, after being blessed by the Qi of the talisman, its power doubled. Only the extremely precious Tianwu Binghuo in Li Ximing's hand could clearly suppress this fire!
Such a flame resonated with the magical power of Lihuo, and it moved according to the mind, not just burning in one place. Unfortunately, the weapon in Lianmin's hand was inferior, and after dozens of rounds, both of them had their hands covered with golden water.

The rest of the time he fought with his bare hands, and his head was dizzy from the fever.

But compared to the embarrassment of the two people, Li Jiangqian became more and more comfortable in the fight, his eyes were bright, and he nodded secretly.

It was embarrassing to say that Li Jiangqian had just achieved the Purple Palace, and the opponent he met was Tuoba Ci, who was in the middle stage of the Purple Palace and a descendant of the Daliang Emperor! He was so ambitious that he was beaten by this man and had no power to fight back. If Li Zhouwei had not arrived in time, he would have been injured in a few rounds, and he could not help feeling frustrated.

After fighting with these two people, I finally understood what kind of opponent I should fight with. It was refreshing. The more I fought, the more I understood and the more aggressive I became:

"That's right!"

Seeing that the two were about to commit suicide, Li Jiangqian reacted even faster. The Lihuo Lingbao that he had prepared long ago in Taixu suddenly fell down, and countless golden threads gushed out, ignoring the pity of those under the lotus seat, and all fell onto the body of the Fahui Seat!
Li Ximing naturally understood, activated his magical powers, pinched his fingers and chanted the spell:

"Edict!"

The light of the world's six directions, "The World is Bright," spanned the void and suddenly fell down, ordering the magical operation of confining and eliminating evil, which suffocated him and the magic in his body was immediately dispersed.

In this short moment, the companions around him exploded!
But the floating pink light could not bring him any help. It was completely covered by the thick and indissoluble light. The vast [Accumulation] magic was gathered in it, capturing this compassion and making it unable to escape.

The bright white [Sky Crow and Fire] poured down on his head! This pity made an extremely miserable cry, but was locked by another fire spirit treasure, unable to move, and was unexpectedly like a small boat, being sucked into the urn.

"Great uncle...what magical powers!"

Li Jiangqian immediately came forward on the Lihuo. Li Ximing's injury had just been aroused, and his face was a little pale. He coughed twice, and the boy appeared in a hurry, took the magic treasure from him, and then saw Li Ximing smiled and said:
"This [Heavenly Yang Urn] is really powerful! It really hits the sore spot when dealing with Buddhist monks... especially those with no special abilities."

Li Jiangqian then noticed the injuries on his body and whispered:

"how?"

Li Ximing waved his hand and mentioned the situation in the west, but his eyes were full of fear as he stared at the river bank. Seeing that the momentum of gold and fire was getting stronger and stronger, he said:
"Where is Master Chen?"

Li Jiangqian hesitated for a moment and said:
"He's gone across the river!"

"Crossing the river!"

Li Ximing looked at the chaotic situation on Baijiang River and whispered:
"This shouldn't be interfered with!"

Li Jiangqian shook his head silently and said:
"Jin Yu didn't come that early. Senior Chen Yin was fighting fiercely with Lou Yingge and was already injured. That's when the chaos started behind them. I didn't know this old senior was Jin Yu. He thought Liu Bai and the others were retreating from Tongdao Mountain to the south. He asked me to guard the riverside while he crossed the river to meet them."

Li Ximing was slightly stunned and couldn't help but say:

"So brave!"

Li Jiangqian shook his head without comment, but didn't say much in the end. Under the slightly worried gazes of the two people, the golden color in the north had already gained the upper hand, and the strong coldness caused countless pieces of ice to be stirred up in the river.

Then they saw a blue light passing through the void, staggering to a stop in front of the two of them. Yushui Zhenren Chen Yin appeared. Li Ximing coughed twice and stepped forward and said:
"Old Senior...how is it?"

The old man was carrying a sword, his face was gloomy, his temperament was stern, and there was blood on his lips. When he saw Li Ximing, his eyes softened a little and he said:
"I have nothing to do..."

While he was saying that he was fine, he coughed up blood again. When he reached the sky, it turned into billowing flames and drifted away. "Fu Shui" corresponds to "True Fire", but his Taoism is obviously not as good as Lou Yingge. He only said:
"With the support of the Golden Feathers..."

Li Ximing calmed down a little, but he saw Chen Yin slow down, his eyes were a little complicated, he looked at Li Ximing, and said hesitantly:
"I met the various Taoist masters of the Jinyi sect... One of them was Taoist Master Tian Huo, who asked me to bring a message to Zhao Jing."

"please say."

Li Ximing's pale face showed surprise. He turned his head and said in a low voice:
"He said... that the favor he had done back then... he would like to return it to Daoist Fellow Zhao Jing today."

……

Xuanmiao Temple.

The mountains were filled with dark clouds, and cold, dense raindrops hit the eaves. The disciples retreated and huddled between the palaces, staring at the dark blue color in the south and looking at each other in bewilderment.

"Something big happened on the lake..."

"Where are the people? Where are the adults?"

Just now, an important figure came down the mountain to pacify Baidu. The disciples had confidence in Bei Xiu's troops, but the weather was so strange that they met and spontaneously went to look for Qi Lanyan's disciple. However, they looked everywhere but couldn't find anyone.

"Where else can we go?"

"Who knows?"

The rain became heavier and heavier, carried by the wind into the hall, hitting the vermilion wooden beams and flowing coldly. Everyone raised their heads and finally made out a little white among the dark blue.

The next moment, this spot of white had already come across the air, and the sky was shining brightly. It was the mighty and domineering huge Sky Gate!

In an instant, the entire Xuanmiao Temple was in an uproar. Although there was a large formation guarding it, everyone was pounced on by hungry tigers and fell down like cut wheat. You bumped into me, I pushed you, and we all fell to the ground, but it was still eerily quiet, with the only sounds of teeth chattering and clothes swaying.

But this stream of light passed by at a very high speed, and continued to go north without looking back, all the way to the northernmost cloud layer, when it exploded into a bright light, and a golden body shuttled out from the void, filling the air with purple.

The Purple Mansion Master of Baiyedu appeared and said in a loud voice:
"Meet the King of Wei—Ye Hui has come as promised!"

"Bai Ziyu!"

The Sanskrit sound rolled like thunder, and the golden body in the air suddenly condensed, revealing a solemn and precious appearance. He was wearing a cassock and holding a jade pestle. Behind him, lotus-like scenes kept rising and falling. It turned out to be the bright image of the Lotus Temple!
But at this moment, he was in a very miserable state, his face as white as jade was full of embarrassment, and although his robes were shiny, there were countless cracks faintly visible underneath.

His voice was full of anxiety and fierceness:
"How dare you rebel immediately after the defeat at Xian Hu!"

The roar was as loud as thunder, and finally killed the hanging heart. The sky seemed to dim in an instant, and the earth trembled. The purple-black royal flag rose from the ground, and countless streams of light came across the lake!

"Song soldiers have arrived!"

"Boom!"

Silver-white thunder exploded in the air, and thousands and thousands of silver lightning cones filled the night sky, making the mountain bright. Nearly half of all the candles in the hall were extinguished, and the portrait of the ancestor hanging at the top was blown by the strong wind and kept shaking. The light and dark on its face changed, and it looked particularly terrifying.

"Where is Lord Qi?"

A low, trembling voice sounded in the mountains, but no one expected that colorful lights in the distance had already fallen in front of the formation like rain. A sound mixed with cheers rang out, and the heroic man's voice resounded through the night sky:
"Qi Lanyan has been killed by the King of Wei, and the Zhao army has been badly defeated. Why don't you quickly deploy your troops to welcome the King's army?"

"Boom!"

Silver lightning filled the sky, illuminating the face of the man high up, making the colorful cracks on his face even darker. Li Zhouwei's gaze did not stop on the lotus light entangled in purple water, but looked towards the other end.

Another pink light kept rolling in the purple water, struggling against the heavy peak of flying. At this moment, it finally broke free from Ye Hui's magical power!

It is Maha-Chalu, the One with the Great Power of Emptiness!
This Maha was injured by him on the lake, but he never thought that Qi Lanyan would die. He immediately turned to attack Wen Qing of Zi Yanmen, and waited until the situation changed drastically before retreating. He never expected that he and Ming Xiang would be intercepted in Xuanmiao by Ye Hui!

Although Ye Hui often hides his shortcomings, his magical powers are not low. The three magical powers of "Duwei" all have the ability to suppress and block, and "Xitianyuan" is a good magical power that can cut off spiritual energy and seal off the void. Now that he has come here intentionally, it is not difficult for him to stop the two injured people in a short time.

But the "Duwei" was notoriously unable to withstand the shining light. Although Mingxiang's weapon was shattered, his own strength was still quite intact. He struggled desperately and restricted most of Ye Hui's energy, allowing Zhalu to escape.

"How brave!"

Situ Huo had been feeling upset and regretful because his credit was stolen, but when he saw this scene, his eyes suddenly lit up. The pattern of [Jun Shiyang] became bright, and his golden-red knife twitched, and he quickly chased after him to stop him!

In comparison, Cheng Jiuwen was much calmer. He stood quietly behind the Tianmen, only looking towards the northwest from time to time, his face full of worry.

Li Zhouwei seemed to notice something, and his colorful eyes moved, but he did not stop him.

Although his current condition has improved a lot, it is undoubtedly extremely difficult for him to fight against Zhalu. The danger of a Mahamati who fights desperately and may escape without caring about his Dharma body... is no less than when he was in his prime!
Instead, his eyes swept through the heavy purple air and stopped on Mingxiang.

The Maha from the Lotus Temple was in a fierce battle with Ye Hui. When he saw him looking up, his eyes flickered. Ye Hui, riding on the purple water, glanced at Li Zhouwei, his eyes flickering on the dark blue in the distance, and whispered:

"King Wei!"

Li Zhouwei suddenly felt suspicious.

"Ming Xiang is in charge of guarding Shan Ji. Bei Xiu should have someone else guarding besides him... But Yang Ruiyi is here in person. Under the cover of the banished Qi, there is no way he can get away so easily!"

The Netherworld Palace on the Salt Lake that had blocked Wang Ziya for more than ten rounds suddenly appeared in his mind. His spiritual consciousness activated [Chayou] and he looked towards the Baiye area in the west.

Then I saw a vast exiled Qi, extremely peaceful, with no signs of fighting anymore!
Li Zhouwei suddenly understood.

'Shanji has a large formation carefully arranged by the north, which is extremely difficult to conquer. Yang Ruiyi was bluffing, but in fact he only trapped them with the exiled Qi and interfered in Xianhu. Seeing that the overall situation was stable, he immediately bypassed Shanji and entered Jianghuai to take down Baiye first! '

This is undoubtedly a very correct consideration. Shanji's formation is sophisticated and it is a tough nut to crack, but the Jianghuai on the other side is a big piece of fat meat. Once Guanhua leaves, all families will covet it. It is possible that Xishu has already fought to Baijiang! If Yang Ruiyi fights to the death here, it is equivalent to ceding the interests of the other side!

You must know that once Xuanmiao is lost, Shanji will be isolated and helpless. No matter how tough he is, he will be a fish on the chopping board. Just like Li Zhouwei's instruction to bypass the gate of Baiyedu Xiandao Mountain, Yang Ruiyi also bypassed Shanji and took the lead to attack the land on the other side!
'On the other hand, I can also gather Lin Chensheng and others whom I sent to help Boring Mountain!'

Dayu Dao must have known about the defeat of Xianhu. At this good time when Jianghuai is ownerless, the outline of Baihai has been determined. Tianlangzhi will definitely join forces with Dayangshan and continue to attack Tongdao Mountain to seize this bridgehead - Yang Ruiyi will also definitely fight for this place!
Li Zhouwei almost instantly figured out the moves of Yang and Da Yudao:
'Take one step and think three steps ahead. Jianghuai is already in our pocket. Song wants to keep this place as a springboard for future plans to go north and complete the last piece of land of Jianghuai. West Shu needs Baijiang and Boring Blade to intervene in Jianghuai, while Dayangshan and even Qixiang want to recover their losses and take back this place as a fortress to clamp down on Jianghuai! '

'The next battle will definitely be at Boring Mountain, the first mountain in Jianghuai!'

Li Zhouwei received the news that Li Ximing was safe on the lake, and his thoughts were clear. This was finally a rare good news for him! The three forces were all fighting in the Western Boring Mountain. The remaining forces of the White Sea, the intercepted magical powers, and the Buddhist monks had no capital to resist him!
So the King of Wei put away [Chayou], just glanced at it lightly, and then took off without stopping. He stepped on the skylight, crossed Xuanmiao, and continued to head north. There was only a faint sound in the air:

"General Situ, this place is left to you!"

Situ Huo couldn't ask for more. He laughed and agreed immediately. A thick golden aura suddenly floated up and locked the sky!

The skylight was galloping northward at a high speed, crossing the vast land, and a scene suddenly jumped out before the eyes.

A huge demon body was standing between heaven and earth, with a long spear full of profound energy spanning the sky. It suddenly fell down and smashed into the towering golden peak. The man in white was as small as an ant, holding a precious sword with a calm look.

This Master Chang Yun actually intercepted Tuoba Ci here!

But under the shining of the golden energy, there is still a spiritual treasure suspended in the air. This object is about one palm long and jade white all over. It is actually an ivory white scepter, casting a halo of light, like a long dam collapsing. A torrent across the sky emerges from the void, and the rolling white gas flows from north to south, isolating the void and blocking several rays of light one by one.

In this white mist, a young man stood with a spear in his hand. He was wearing a fluttering black robe and a vertical mark was slowly emerging between his eyebrows. His spear was sharp, but he was at a disadvantage and was intimidated by Maha who leaped up in the light!

At this moment, the sky was bright for a moment, and the Buddhist monks raised their eyebrows, and saw the Heavenly Gate coming across the sky. The sky was dark, which made Maha raise his eyebrows suddenly. Even though the magic in his body was weak, his eyes still surged with undisguised hatred:

'Here he comes!'

This Maha is the one who pulls up the mountain!
This man has been Nuzi's confidant for many years, and is also a natural talent with supernatural powers. Dayudao was reluctant to let him participate in the battle of Salt Lake, and used the excuse to keep him in the rear. However, he was transferred by Qi Lanyan, and as a result, the battle situation turned out badly, so he was asked to withdraw at the first opportunity. However, Chang Yun was very familiar with the layout of the north, and deliberately blocked him here.

And this Bashan went all the way from the Arhat under Nuzi's seat to Maha. Nuzi was very kind to him and he had great desire to become one with Buddhism, Taoism and the earth. Although he successfully retreated and did not know the final details of the situation on the Salty Lake, he naturally knew the news of Nuzi's death!
Although he was a monk, he was also a man who remembered favors. Hatred was boiling in his heart. Seeing that the King of Wei had killed his way here, he naturally held the grudge against him and his eyes were bloodshot.

The skylight that was shrouding the outside dissipated, and the scenery emerged. Bashan was stunned at first, and then he stayed where he was:

'He is still seriously injured, but he has come here. Could this be a good opportunity for revenge?'

That is [Qingya Huazhi]!
Bashan could almost conclude that the magical powers this person possessed were just bluffing!
The next moment, he had abandoned the man in black, stepped across the void, and a mountain-like golden palm came through and suppressed Li Zhouwei. Regardless of his own exhausted body, he used all his magical powers to the limit at all costs, igniting a blazing golden fire!

What surprised him even more was that it was not until he was within a few dozen feet of the other person that the young man turned around as if he had noticed something and his eyes fell on him.

'He has suffered a great disaster!'

He was ecstatic, but Li Zhouwei showed no emotion at all. He turned the halberd in his hand, and there was even a slight smile on the corner of his mouth:
"I guess I caught up..."

Just as the golden palm was about to fall, the darkness in the sky faded away rapidly, and the King of Wei disappeared before his eyes with a nonchalant look. The smile on Bashan's face froze slightly, but a black boot stepped out of nowhere and kicked the back of his huge golden body.

"Boom!"

This huge golden body froze for a moment, then fell to the ground like a meteor. Just as it stabilized its body, the mountains and rivers condensed by the Mingyang Lingbao fell down, the dark color climbed up the night sky again, and the setting sun jumped up:
【Emperor Qi Guang】!
After various enhancements, the power of this spell has long surpassed that threshold. Even if it is just cast casually, the power cannot be underestimated. At this moment, the "Broken Red Arrowhead" echoes the injuries on his body, making it even more powerful!

A strong black-gold beam of light descended from the sky and landed on Bashan, stirring up pieces of molten gold water, causing him to roar loudly:
"Ow!"

The young man in the sky stood coldly, the colorful cracks on his face flickering. Even though he looked like his body was about to collapse at any moment, his tone remained calm, as if he was stating a fact:

"If I hadn't used your accumulated magical powers that day, do you think you could have touched this king with your clown-like abilities?"

The golden body below let out a scream, but the King of Wei didn't move at all. His cold eyes were full of irony, while the black-gold light in the sky grew more and more intense, causing the screams of this rising star of the Great Desire Dao to resound through the sky!

This made his smile grow wider.

After two full breaths, the King of Wei's ears twitched, and his face full of colorful cracks suddenly turned. The golden air continued to vibrate, and a huge tiger jumped out. It had weakened magical powers but was still ferocious!
At the same time, Bashan, under the shining light, also showed his true colors. His magical powers burned to the extreme. At the cost of his life, he suddenly jumped up and rushed towards Li Zhouwei.

But what greeted him was a dazzling gate descending from the sky.

The sarcasm in Li Zhouwei's eyes faded away, and the smile on his face became genuine.

"Finally out!"

The lines on his brow lit up, and he turned sideways, and stretched out his big hand, reaching deep into the void, as if taking something from a bag, and grabbed the back of the black tiger's neck, forcibly stopping the opponent's attack. At the same time, his other hand held the black axe horizontally, and the axe had already smashed onto the tiger's head!
Although Li Zhouwei was seriously injured, how could a man and a beast who had fled all the way from the lake to here be any better?
"Crack!"

The black tiger's eyes, like glass, shattered in an instant and were blown apart by his axe. A mournful cry came out of its mouth, and the sound of its sharp teeth breaking and its skull bursting mixed together, resounding through the sky!

Li Zhouwei's figure disappeared.

Bashan suddenly raised his eyebrows and found that a vertical golden light was rapidly enlarging in front of his eyes. The sharp edge of the long axe fell silently on his face.

[Spectroscopy]!
His solid head shattered in front of the Huayang King's Axe, followed by his strong body that had been cultivated for hundreds of years and countless flashing mysterious runes, which were shattered bit by bit in front of the power of the bright sun, leaving no trace!

Fallen on the spot!

"Boom!"

The blinding golden light shot up into the sky, making the man's black robe smoke up, but he casually wiped off the magical blood on the axe blade with two fingers, strolled leisurely in the flying sand, picked up the limp and barely breathing black tiger in his hand, his eyes like black ice that had existed for thousands of years.

The golden tiger blood flowed down his arm, covering the colorful cracks, causing all the glances to be withdrawn. Even Tuoba Ci in the sky secretly shifted his gaze, shocked in his heart:

"This is the [Qingya Wu Earth Disaster]... Even if a great master was hit head-on, he would have to go back and recuperate..."

'He just killed Qi Lanyan with the [Qingya Huazhi]... How could he... act like nothing happened... chasing for thousands of miles and then killing another great Desire Dao Maha!'

"Is this a disaster? Is this his body about to collapse? Although he looks injured, it seems..."

The descendant of the True Lord, from the Daliang Imperial Clan, was confused for a moment. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but suddenly a doubt flashed through his mind:
'The magical power has become even greater.'