Taishang asks longevity

Chapter 532
After clearing away the two scumbags, Li Changsheng's face was stern, and he didn't linger much, he turned around and left.

The four elders were curious for a while.

Feng Lao asked, "Senior Li, where are you going?"

"Tianjiangshui... something will happen there..."

Li Changsheng spoke aloud.

After hearing this, several people looked at each other in blank dismay, surprised.

……

At this end, the black-faced Rakshasa had already arrived at the bank of the Tianjiang River after being ordered to kill the sky.

In the night, the rolling Tianjiang water made a roar that seemed to be a low roar, which was magnificent and boundless.

The black-faced Rakshasa laughed loudly and waved his hand.

All I saw was the purple light coming out of his hand, surging violently on the Tianjiang River in an instant.

All of a sudden, the entire Tianjiang River was surging, as if stirred by him, huge waves rolled up into the sky.

Below the Tianjiang River.

The entire Tianshui Gate trembled, as if hit by an earthquake and tsunami.

The statue of Tianshui Liulangjun made a "bang-dang" sound.

The disciples were astonished.

"Who is making trouble outside my Tianshui Gate?"

An elder sternly shouted.

"Report...someone is trying to use great supernatural powers to accept my Tianjiang water luck..."

After the disciples went to find out, they didn't dare to hesitate, and rushed to report.

"It's so courageous... The luck in the river today is related to the whole Ningcheng. If it is taken away...the whole Ningcheng will also decline because of it... How can people do this recklessly?"

The elder was startled, and the whole person was terrified.

The Tianjiang River is magnificent and boundless, and the luck contained in it is even more endless. How can ordinary people have this strength to collect it?
"Elder... what should we do now?" the disciples hurriedly asked.

The elder stood in the hall and shouted in a powerful voice: "All disciples obey the order, follow me out to meet the enemy..."

"Yes……"

All of a sudden, the disciples echoed throughout the world.

The disciples of Tianshuimen hurriedly formed a queue as if they were facing a formidable enemy, holding long swords and walking side by side.

……

On the bank of the Tianjiang River.

The whole body of the black-faced Rakshasa has risen against the sky, dancing in the sky.

The entire Tianjiang River seems to be shrouded in his powerful power.

He is a Sanshi Sanxian, with a cultivation base that reaches the heavens and the earth, and ordinary people cannot compare with him.

This Ning Cheng's luck, if it is an ordinary person, let alone collecting it, even if he wants to change it a little, it is probably difficult to do it.

But for him, it only takes an hour to collect the luck of the whole city.

All I could see was a silver-white light flashing from a distance above the night sky.

It is the "Promise Array".

There was a slight smile on the black-faced Rakshasa, and he murmured: "Shangfeng does things...it's really neat..."

The "Promise Formation" had already soared over in a short while, like a wave of air.

Suddenly, the entire Tianjiang River seemed to be boiling, and the waves surged and rushed straight into the sky.

"receive……"

The black-faced Rakshasa yelled, and controlled the "Wuji Formation" with supreme strength. The powerful formation continued to rotate, as if it completely collapsed the void, and the entire Tianjiang River seemed to be stirred up.

A strong wind blew up, and thunder and lightning appeared faintly in the sky above the entire city of Ning, as if it was about to flash down from the sea of ​​clouds in the sky.

In the sky, there seemed to be a giant dragon roaring and roaring, the sky and the earth trembled, and everything trembled.

The purple light seemed to gradually gather from all directions, with unparalleled power, wrapped around the whole body of the "Promise Formation". For a while, from under the water of the Tianjiang River, in the dark, luck seemed to be drawn As if sucked out, it flows into the "Promise Array" with a hazy luster.

"Hahahaha... good... good..." Seeing this, the black-faced Raksha laughed wildly.

"Who is messing around here?"

An angry reprimand seemed to come from the river.

All I could see was the turbulent water of the Tianjiang River, which seemed to be separated by a powerful force. Suddenly, it surged to both sides, revealing a huge gap.

The elder led a group of disciples and rushed out.

"who are you……"

Among the crowd, someone reprimanded.

There was a disdainful smile on the face of the black-faced Rakshasa. He glanced at the crowd lightly and said, "Don't meddle in your own business... I will show mercy and let you live... If you dare to stop If you disturb my work, don't blame me for being rude..."

"Bold..." The elder's face changed, and he shouted: "My Tianshuimen has been hidden under the Tianjiang River for thousands of years. This Tianjiang water is the lifeblood of our Tianshuimen. With the collection of luck in the middle, our entire Tianshui Gate will also be in deep water, such a big event...how can it have nothing to do with us?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he shouted loudly: "Array..."

"Yes……"

All the disciples listened to the order, set up their long swords, and came from the sky.

I saw one hundred and eight Taoist priests walking with long swords in their hands, as if they were coming with a breeze, and their momentum was surging, as if they were about to shake out.

Countless sword lights flashed over the entire river, piercing the sky like shooting stars.

In an instant, the sword energy gathered to form a huge Eight Diagrams diagram, and a majestic power was exerted from it, captivating people's hearts and souls.

"The dao is indistinct, the immortal way is boundless, and the ghost way is joyful! When you are in the gate of life, the immortal way is precious, and the ghost way is expensive. The immortal way is always good, and the ghost way is always evil. High and pure, spiritual and beautiful, and the sad song sings space. Desire to be poor in the human realm...to capture Bei Luofeng, restrain the demon spirit, and cut off the six ghosts. The weather is turbulent, and my Dao is prosperous..."

The Taoist priests recited scriptures aloud, and the strong wind howled, as if gathered on the long sword.

Unparalleled aura oscillates, countless sword qi criss-cross, back and forth in the air, the light flashes, shaking the mountains and rivers to its fullest.

As these Taoist priests recite the scriptures, it seems that there is a mysterious power appearing all over their bodies. At this moment, they seem to be different people, and the streamer is shining and singing.

All of a sudden, the black-faced Rakshasa was surrounded by everyone.

Seeing this scene, the black-faced Raksha seemed to have a slightly stagnant expression, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his brows and eyes narrowed slightly, and he said, "The real Wuxie sword formation? Never thought... You can still see such an ancient sword array in a place like this, it seems that the inheritance in your Tianshuimen...although it has gone through thousands of years, it is still prosperous..."

Although the words were meant to be a compliment, there was no trace of worry on the expression on his face.

In his opinion, even if the powerful sword formation is activated, so what?To him, it's like a group of ants, waving the small bamboo sticks in their hands, shouting at him, not enough to pay attention to.

The elder took a deep breath and shouted loudly: "If you stop now... this sword formation will never hurt you... But if you continue like this and persist in obsession, don't blame us for being rude."

"Oh?" The black-faced Rakshasa showed a playful smile, and said, "Then I want to see... how much power can you exert on this 'True Martial Evil Slaying Sword Formation'..."

(End of this chapter)