Journey to the head

The battle energy was melting with blood and twisted wildly on Sikong Yang's red skin, like a dancing flame or a strange armor.

His breathing was like the sound of huge waves. The aura that escaped at this moment made the sails of dozens of warships and warships in the sky rustle, and even several nearby warships were violently shaken. Such pressure made the foundation-building and Qi-training monks on the warships all look pale and their legs tremble.

The bright moonlight and starlight in the sky suddenly dimmed, and Lu Qian saw that Sikong Yang was holding tightly in his left hand a black precious awl that was as thick as an arm and four feet long.

The strong energy that filled the night sky suddenly converged inwards at this moment. Sikong Yang leaned back, his muscles and bones vibrated, his skin turned bright red, and the long cone in his palm suddenly distorted the light!

Being firmly locked in by the "Martial Arts Eyes", he was unable to evade by any tricks. At that moment, alarm bells rang in Lu Qian's heart, and a chill rushed straight to his head.

If you really fall for this move, you will surely die!

With a flash of divine thought, he had reviewed all his methods. But with such a terrifying momentum, he might not be able to withstand this attack!
The three five-fold changes and two top-level magic weapons were all blocked by the barrier blessed by Sikong Qing's double magical powers. The Guishui Thunder Method still couldn't break the magical barrier. The only five-colored divine light that could break it had a short range, so Lu Qian didn't dare to attack at close range again.

Dreamweaving is tantamount to suicide when facing multiple enemies without reliable teammates. The claustrophobic forbidden talisman may have just been shot out when the iron spike is already in front of you...

In terms of defense, the Soul-Suppressing Tower will definitely be broken in one blow, and the other secret treasures will be of no use at all.

Faced with such violent murderous aura, Lu Qian could only shake his head. It seemed that under normal circumstances, he really could not withstand the combined efforts of these two Sikong Yuanying.

What's more, the other party still has other magical powers that he has not used yet, and with the background of the Sikong family, he must have other magical treasures that he has not used.

With the perfect cultivation of the Golden Core, being able to fight until now is already the limit.

Unless... the golden branch is used.

However, it's difficult to do anything with him around.

Forget it, even though I didn’t catch the real target in my mind, it’s good enough to earn two Sikong Yuanying.

You can't be too greedy.

"Fire!" At this time, dozens of warships finally turned around and adjusted their direction. Zheng Duan shouted loudly, waving the flag in his hand, and the warships opened fire at full power. Dense beams of spiritual power blasted towards the two Sikong Yuanying.

At this moment, there was a deafening loud bang, and the air waves hit the surroundings like the sea. The airship shook and tilted violently, and the fire on the Tiger Head Mountain below was suddenly blown out!
The long cone turned into a beam of black light and shot out from the Vajra Shield. The spiral energy it brought up alone was enough to extinguish most of the spiritual energy beams in the sky!

The target is directly at Lu Qian!

The black light distorted the night sky, as if all light was swallowed up as soon as it approached it.

Sikong Yang shot out the long spike in his hand. At that moment, it seemed as if all his strength was drained away. His skin lost its blood color and he leaned on Sikong Qing.

But his expression was extremely excited, he firmly believed that no one could survive this blow!

Die, Lu Qian!
Sikong Qing was a little confused. When Sikong Yang threw the treasure cone, he saw Lu Qian's mouth move and he shouted something, but the sound caused by the treasure cone was too loud and the words could not be heard clearly.

It seems like... help?
? !
A black light flashed, and then, before piercing through Lu Qian, it crashed into a huge wave!

That is a golden and dazzling sea of ​​sand!

It is both an ocean and a desert. Each drop of water is closely integrated, and will be distinct in the next moment. In the middle of the sand sea, a monk with thick eyebrows, a square face and a purple glow is standing upright, his long beard fluttering in the wind, holding a small golden bell in his hand.

Miaomiao Xuanjun, your true self is here!
"Traitor, how dare you act so arrogantly when I'm here!"

boom!
The black light penetrated into the Dharma Realm, and a black hole suddenly appeared in the vast ocean!
Even the soul's realm was torn open, and where the black light passed, the waves of the sand sea were smashed and collapsed.

Miaomiao Xuanjun's face changed in shock, and he immediately mobilized spiritual power like the deep ocean. In an instant, his soul shook and the magic domain roared.

The magical power of the Dharma Realm: the bottomless abyss!
The vast sea suddenly collapsed downwards, and an extremely powerful gravitational force was transmitted from the huge mouth of the abyss, finally catching the black light. With a teeth-grinding creaking sound, the two sides wrestled fiercely, and then slid along the golden sand sea, pulling the black light and sinking continuously.

With a loud bang, a violent explosion occurred in the sand sea. The sand waves exploded thousands of feet high, and then suddenly swelled and shrank. The huge air waves caused several airships to collide with each other and slowly fall down.

Miaomiao Xuanjun's body trembled slightly, and his face finally returned to calm.

"Traitor, why don't you surrender?"

The desolate sea had already expanded, enveloping Sikong Qing and Sikong Yang. Sikong Qing's forehead was covered with sweat, his hands were trembling slightly as he tried to maintain the Vajra Shield, his eyes widened in disbelief.

“Miao Miao Xuan Jun… How could it be! Aren’t you supposed to be busy rescuing people everywhere? Why are you here?!”

Miao Miao Xuan Jun chuckled and looked at Lu Qian approvingly: "Of course it was Tian Yuanzi who invited me to go with him, saying that he would use himself as bait to catch a big fish. Now it has really succeeded!"

Lu Qian complained half-seriously, "Mr. Xuan, you are so patient. You really waited for me to call for help before you took action. I was almost at the gates of hell just now."

After blocking the Sikong family's twin Yuanyings, the bad mood of hearing that the intelligence was wrong, ambushes were encountered in various places, and crises were everywhere disappeared. Miaomiao Xuanjun stroked his long beard and smiled, "Of course I know your methods, Tianyuanzi. How can you die so easily? And your little sister must have a spiritual treasure in her bag, which can save you."

"Besides, I am also quite curious about what your third magical power is. It's a pity that you didn't let me watch the fun for a while longer."

Lu Qian glanced at the storage bag in Jiang Baitao's hand, and saw the shining precious light and the compelling spiritual energy. There were four embroidered words "Binglan Hai Family" on it, and he immediately understood.

It turned out to be a gift that Hai Shuangyao gave to Bai Tao before she left.

He shook his head, ashamed. "I was just making it up. The third magical power sect is actually useless. How can I fight two Nascent Souls head-on? I couldn't take the attack just now. I could only call for help from Xuanjun."

Miao Miao Xuan Jun laughed: "You don't have to be modest. Even I have never heard of someone who can cultivate a second magical power with the Jindan cultivation. You are truly a genius in the world! It is already amazing that you can fight to this point. You are worthy of being the pillar of Cangzhou!"

The two of them were chatting and laughing as if no one was around, but Sikong Qing was already tense and had a determined look on his face.

You will die today!
It turned out that Lu Qian had made a plan on Mount Xiyi, and privately advised Miaomiao Xuanjun to accompany him secretly and set up an ambush with himself as bait. He sent out all his Yuanying and Jindan to attract people to attack.

We thought that Lu Qian had fallen into a trap and was seeking his own death, but in fact, it was us who fell into the trap!
Sikong Yang sighed with great regret.

Alas, it turns out that Shengji’s predictions were all correct. Lu Qian is cunning and we have been fooled by him!
If he had led the troops according to the plan, he would have been able to gain the upper hand in this round of attack, but now he is facing a dead end.

Thinking about the fact that Sikong Shengji had already issued the military order, but he still dragged Sikong Qing here to seek death, he regretted it to the core.

What they didn't know was that Lu Qian actually didn't expect to lure out the Sikong family. What he wanted to attack was the corpse monster that was directly targeting him.

The current situation is a result of a strange combination of circumstances, which has turned out to be a blessing in disguise.

"I say it again, surrender!" Miaomiao Xuanjun shouted, and the Dharma domain turned violently.

"Brother, now the only option is to fight to the death!" The fighting spirit in Sikong Qing's body twisted, and blood and energy began to rise.

Sikong Yang took out something from his arms and swallowed it, shouting: "That's right, the Sikong family only has warriors who died in battle, no cowards who kneel on the ground!" With inspiration and vitality surging, Sikong Yang's lost right arm grew back, all his injuries recovered, and his depleted internal energy also recovered to its peak state.

Another Creation Fire Pill!

The corner of Lu Qian's eye twitched, and Miaomiao Xuanjun's expression also looked ugly.

How many Fortune Fire Pills does the Sikong family have? If everyone is equipped with one, how can we fight this war?
"on!"

With a rumbling sound, two Sikong Yuanying stepped on the sand sea, and their fighting spirit surged like thunder and lightning, rushing towards Miaomiao Xuanjun.

At this moment, in Dengzhou, the corpses are imprisoned in a desperate place.

Now is not the opening time of the Corpse Prison Ridge. The entire Wanli Corpse Prison Ridge is shrouded in thick clouds and miasma. There is no telling how many ferocious corpses are bred in the clouds and miasma. Anyone who dares to break in will be killed.

In fact, since the corpse chaos more than 80 years ago, the opening hours of the corpse prison have not been fixed. There is no regularity in when and how long it is open. Once it was closed for 20 years, and several times it was opened again after only a few days.

No one knows why this happened. Rumor has it that this is related to the activities of the extremely evil demon in the Corpse Prison Ridge.

It used to be open at fixed times because the evil demon was luring human monks to enter as sacrifices. Now the evil demon no longer needs sacrifices and is about to come out to massacre the world!
The terrible rumors, the irregular opening and closing of the place, the horrific consequences caused by the corpse chaos, and the escaped zombies that were speculated to be hiding near the prison. All of these made the monks stay away from this place. They were terrified at the mention of it, and it was no longer as lively as it used to be.

Even the most crazy monks gave up the idea of ​​entering to search for treasure.

And in this unknown corner of the vast mountain range, the thick clouds and miasma silently cracked open a small gap.

In the crack was a valley filled with dark clouds, evil spirits and corpse miasma, and at the entrance of the valley stood a little boy.

Outside the rift was a lush forest with bright moonlight and shining stars, and there was an old man kneeling.

Although there are only a few fingers between them, the inside and outside of the rift are completely two different worlds.

"Earth Dragon, the last batch of things is now in your hands. Leave quickly and deliver the things to Ji Shu as soon as possible." A deep voice sounded on the boy's shoulder, "Especially the Talisman of Reversing the Heaven's Secret. Even if all the other things are gone, this treasure must be delivered to me!"

"This talisman is extremely important for the success of our action of concealing the secrets of heaven and reversing yin and yang. It was made by the general himself and comes from the great magical power of the master!"

When looking closely, there was actually a thumb-sized little man standing on the child's shoulder, and it was this little man who was speaking.

The little man looked very strange, with his limbs, head and torso all crooked, and his facial features all pieced together, tilted and twisted, like a broken clay doll.

The old man called Earth Dragon kowtowed heavily and said, "Ancestor Yingji, I have sent so many things back and forth many times, so you can rest assured. I will protect the immortal talisman with all my might."

The little boy's eyes suddenly widened and dark clouds appeared on his forehead.

He looked to be about seven or eight years old, with pale skin and faintly visible blue veins beneath the skin. Although he had cute features and a round head and face, he exuded a cruel and ferocious aura.

It was the corpse ancestor Ying Kou!

He shouted, "Stupid thing, your life is worth nothing! Are you worthy of risking your life? Hide yourself like a bug or a mouse, and deliver the magic talisman carefully. If there is any mistake, I will teach you a lesson!"

In an instant, the ground in the Corpse Prison Ridge shook, evil clouds rolled in, and countless zombies between the mountains knelt on the ground, trembling.

The earth dragon crawled on the ground, its body trembling, blood gushing from its mouth and nose, and it kowtowed continuously.

Yingji patted Yingkou's cheek and said, "Seventh brother, forget it. If you still want to send him to do something, who will pass the immortal talisman to Jishu if he is really killed?"

Ying Kou withdrew his pressure and snorted in dissatisfaction.

Soon he became happy again, clapping his hands and shouting, "All right, all right, my baby will be captured soon, along with that kid who can use corpse seal. Hehe, by then the mountain will be bustling with activity."

His expression changed in an instant: "It's really unfair. You stupid people with low cultivation bases were allowed to escape, while I, the ancestor, have made a breakthrough in cultivation base, but I can't even take a step forward. Think about how humans treat our unwanted trash like treasures. The world outside must be really fun!"

Yingji laughed, "Seventh brother, you are so lucky. How come a half-human, half-corpse Yin-Yang spirit fetus was created for you? But this involves the general's plan, so you can't be bothered after you are caught. As for the kid who knows corpse seal, he is just a bonus, it's not a big deal. We will study him first, and then give him to you to play with."

After saying that, he turned around and said, "Dilong, and my message, have you remembered it clearly?"

Dilong nodded quickly: "Remember, you said to let Lord Ji Shu find an opportunity to launch the attack and pass the message in time. The general and the ancestors will create a commotion here to provide cover for her."

Yingji no longer looked at him: "Then go quickly."

The earth dragon agreed, and instantly merged into the ground, disappearing silently.

The bright moon sank in the west, and the moonlight finally penetrated through the crack and shone obliquely into the Corpse Prison Ridge.

Ying Ji and Ying Kou stretched out their hands greedily and embraced the moonlight. Behind them, zombies were roaring and howling like tides and seas all over the mountains and plains. All kinds of eyes were spying on the outside world, their eyes full of desire.

The tremors on Tiger Head Mountain gradually subsided. Under the watchful eyes of the monks from the nine northwestern counties, this completely unequal battle that had lasted for a cup of tea was coming to an end.

Sikong Qing and Sikong Yang were barely standing there back to back, with many of their limbs broken and not a single piece of healthy flesh on their bodies, and even their blood was almost drained out.

Frankly speaking, after watching the entire battle, Lu Qian was impressed by the powerful fighting power displayed by the Sikong Yuanying brothers. Although Miaomiao Xuanjun did not use his full strength, it was really amazing that they could hold on for a cup of tea.

Three magical powers, restorative spiritual treasures, secret medicine for squeezing out potential, secret techniques for burning essence and blood, and the life-saving spiritual objects kept in the bottom of the box. All kinds of means were used back and forth, and at the climax of the battle, even Miaomiao Xuanjun's domain was pierced for an instant!
However, no matter how ferocious the mouse was, it could not escape from the big cat.

Miaomiao Xuanjun was also amazed at their performance and decided not to humiliate them anymore but to give them a dignified death.

He clenched his fists and activated the magical power of the Dharma Realm: Wild Sand Vortex Burial.

The huge vortex rose and slammed down like a giant mouth swallowing the sky, and the terrifying pressure distorted the space. Sikong Shuangyuanying looked at each other and closed his eyes helplessly.

At the moment when the photo was taken in the sea of ​​sand!

A flash of silver light appeared, and then there was a radiance that rolled across the sky. The overwhelming silver light suddenly converged inwards and transformed into a figure covered in halo, blocking Sikong Yang and Sikong Qing.

There was a loud bang!
The sand wave was split in half!
Miaomiao Xuanjun was shocked all over, his eyes widened, and he cried out in disbelief.

"It's you!"

Gathering and separation are unpredictable, and the soul is fleeting.

The triumphant Xuan Jun, Sikong wins! (End of this chapter)