Taishang Immortal Brigade

Chapter 216 Liangbao

Chapter 216 Liangbao
Seeing Xia He take out the Snow Crane Fan, the spectators took a deep breath and exclaimed, "Elder Zhenlian gave him all this treasure. It seems that the rumors are true. Elder Zhenlian treats Xia He like his own son." , not only to make him the only disciple, but also to give him all the magic weapons that I have practiced for many years."

The bystanders were puzzled and asked, "What is the origin of this magic weapon in the shape of a feather fan?"

"Elder Zhenlian's golden elixir is a magic weapon that is warm and nourishing. It is powerful. Every time Elder Zhenlian reaches the Nascent Soul stage, this snow crane fan is his most powerful magic weapon. It is no less effective than the magic weapon of the elder Zhenlian. This magic weapon has been used by Elder Zhenlian for many years, and it has already bred a trace of spirituality, and in time, it will surely be able to advance from a treasure to a spiritual weapon."

"Forget it, it's not so easy for a mere treasure to become a spirit weapon. Just look at the seven elders of the sect, and only Lord Wen and Elder Zhenlian have one each, so you know how rare a spirit weapon is. Now, this Snow Crane Fan may really have a bit of spirituality, it has the effect of protecting the Lord, no matter what the user's cultivation level is, the Snow Crane Fan can exert a part of its power, maybe this is why Elder Zhenlian bestowed it on Xia He?"

Wen Tianshu saw Xia He showing his snow crane fan, his eyes lit up, he clapped his hands and said, "Elder Zhenlian gave you all these treasures, which shows how much he values ​​you, as long as I beat you into a dead dog today, Elder Zhenlian I can't hold back my old face, and it will save him from antagonizing my father in the future."

After Wen Tianshu finished speaking, the Ruyi sword in the palm of Wen Tianshu's palm flashed and disappeared immediately. The demon in Xia He's heart skipped a beat. It was a warning, but when the six senses were activated, there was no trace of the Ruyi sword. The next moment, Xia He The snow crane fan in his hand vibrated rapidly, and countless snowflake-like feathers flew out from the fan, forming a white and flawless canopy on top of Xia He's head. Just as the canopy unfolded, it was dented by a sword light emerging from the void , Xia He saw that the wishful sword had turned into a small crystal clear sword, but it was the size of a sewing needle, but it had sunk the canopy enough to cover ten people into a big hole. Seeing that the sword was exuding infinite sword energy , constantly hitting the canopy formed by Xueyu, the impotent feathers actually withstood the invincible sword energy, firmly resisting the wishful sword species.

Wen Tianshu's eyes were as sharp as a sword, and at this moment he completely revealed the majesty of a sword cultivator. The sword formula pointed out that the wishful sword species returned quickly and stopped in the air five feet in front of Wen Tianshu, exuding an aura that grew stronger and stronger. Finally, the aura indistinctly transformed into the air, and gradually condensed into a fierce black panther. This is the sword elephant Wan Luo.

The black panther rises towards Xiahe in January, and the sound of the wind kicking out of its limbs is the sound of sharp sword energy piercing the air. This black panther is not a solid body, but is condensed by the sword force. Once it is attacked by it, it will be heard When Tianshu hit with a sword, he was seriously injured even if he did not die.

Xia He looked at the black panther, whose limbs were soaring into the air, and jumped towards him. He turned around and avoided the black panther's pounce. Lighter, the body full of strength twisted, turned around in the blink of an eye, and continued to charge towards Xiahe. Xiahe's snow feather canopy hangs thousands of catkin-like filaments around him, and each filament has the ability to defend and attack , thousands of them gathered together are enough to protect Xiahe, Xiahe's hands are colorless and colorful, and a long rope flies out.

When everyone saw the colorful ropes, most of them screamed out loud. Elder Zhenlian and Wen Gongdao matched up that day, and used this long rope to firmly restrain Wen Gongdao's natal magic weapon, the male and female swords, revealing the powerful power of the spiritual weapon. One would think that Elder Zhenlian loves Xia He so much that he even gave him a spirit weapon, so there is no suspense in the battle now, unless Wen Tianshu can take out his father's pure white jade bucket, otherwise he will not be able to fight against Xia He at all.

The disciple who spoke earlier looked at Wuxing Changsuo with straight eyes, and muttered to himself, "I was wrong, Elder Zhenlian didn't treat Xia He like his own son, but treated him more than his son. A spiritual weapon, I will give it if I say it, Jindan Daoist has a spiritual weapon in his hand, how will other Nascent Soul monks live?"

These disciples had only seen the five-element long rope through the formation of smoke and waves at the beginning, but they didn't know that it was a spiritual weapon refined by the elder Zhenlian, but now Xiahe is using the magic of the five-element divine light, not only the essence is different , Even the power is not the same, Xiahe faced a strong enemy, even if he was misunderstood by others, he had no time to explain, but just drove the five-element long rope, and rolled towards the black panther formed by the sword.

Wen Tianshu looked at the five-element long cable, and his face became ugly. He also thought that this five-element long cable was the one of the real elder, and couldn't help feeling in his heart, how did the master do it, even the spiritual weapon was used for self-defense by the disciples , In contrast, the father who is the lord himself is a little helpless. If he is willing to lend him the pure white jade bucket for fun, how can he be helpless against the long rope in front of him.

In desperation, Wen Tianshu was about to withdraw the black panther formed by the sword elephant Wanluo. Unexpectedly, the five-element long cable flew like a sword, wrapped around the head and neck of the black panther at once, and then snaked down like a long snake, wrapping the panther Wrapped tightly.

Wen Tianshu was heartbroken and wanted to withdraw the sword, but the information sent back by the black panther said that the bondage of the five-element long cable was much smaller than imagined. You must know that Elder Zhenlian used it to trap his father's male and female twin swords.Wen Tianshu instantly understood, "Haha, I understand, this long rope of yours is an imitation, and its power is less than one-ten-thousandth of the original."

Xia He was driving the five-element long cable with all his strength, trapping the black panther with his sword power, so he didn't bother to explain to him, once Wen Tianshu's fear was gone, the sword power changed again, the black panther's limbs scattered, its head shattered, and it returned to its original shape. The sword's forceless momentum rose into the air, turned into dozens of ferocious swans, opened their sharp beaks and claws, and flapped their wings in a strong wind, outflanking and attacking Xia He's whole body.

Xia He's five-element long rope quickly returned to divine light, and the divine light shrunk into a small ball of beads, which was thrown by Xia He in his hand. The five-element divine beads spun slowly, splitting dozens of clone phantoms in an instant, in no particular order. They hit each swan one by one, only to see the swan's wings retracted to the side, rolling and spinning in the sky, but they couldn't attack again.

Xia He retracted the Five Elements Divine Bead and sighed in his heart. Although his Five Elements Divine Light is exquisite, but his strength is too low. If his strength is enough, the blow just now would be enough to break up all the swans, instead of remaining in shape now.

Wen Tianshu continued to input mana into the Ruyi sword, and the scorpion formed by the sword regained its spirit and shot down towards Xiahe's surroundings. On the edge of the canopy above Xiahe's head, hundreds of white silks hanging down automatically flew into the air without wind The swans spread their wings and stretched their claws, rushing from left to right, but they couldn't break through the huge net made of white silk.

"Okay, look at my sword howling and thundering sound." Wen Tianshu shouted, the momentum on the wishful sword species suddenly stopped, dozens of swans disappeared, and the wishful sword species turned into a stream of light, flying towards the sky, at first it was still rising obliquely , Then he looked straight up at the sky and walked away, only to see the wishful sword species get into the thick clouds and lose its movement.

All the disciples onlookers raised their heads and stared wide-eyed, staring at the clouds. They were waiting for the moment when Wen Tianshu made a move next time. Xia He was no exception. As a player in the game, he was very concerned about the upcoming Jian Xiaoleiyin was even more fearful. Don't look at how easily Elder Zhenlian was able to stop him that day. It was done with a level of cultivation comparable to Wen Gongdao, coupled with spiritual weapons. Now Xiahe is inferior to Wen Tianshu in all aspects. Jian Xiao Lei Yin was on guard.

Above the sky, the thick clouds were originally white with a hint of gray, but after the Ruyi Sword Seed got in, the color of the clouds became deeper, and thick shadows were cast down from the clouds in large swaths. But it was surprisingly bright. Everyone could see that the sky was overcast and thunder was about to fall, and these clouds were thunderclouds.

I saw countless dark clouds permeating the sky through the thick clouds, like water vapor seeping from the ceiling of the room. There was confusion, and there were slight thunderclaps from time to time.

Wen Tianshu pointed at the clouds that covered most of the sky, like a god king giving orders in the world, the clouds seemed to be ordered, and vibrated in unison, and the large clouds seemed to be unable to hang, falling one after another, blowing with the wind It floated gently and landed on the ground where Xiahe was standing.

Wen Tianshu smiled evilly, and flew back quickly, extending the original distance of ten feet by ten times. Seeing his actions, the surrounding audience knew that the next attack was no small matter, and they all flew in the direction of leaving Xiahe. In the meantime, Xia He was asked to leave a large open space. There was no one standing in the open space. He was the only one standing in the center alone. Countless clouds fell from above his head. Under the friction of the air, the clouds flickered, It became more and more dazzling, until finally approaching the ground, it turned into a cloud of thunder and fire.

Countless thunder fires with long tails of black smoke drew countless beams of light across the vast world, and the air was scorched hot. Xia He, who stretched out the range of attack, felt as if his whole body fell into a fire pit, and the snow crane fan in his hand flew over. Shaking faster and faster, at the end Xiahe couldn't hold the handle of the fan, and the snow crane fan flew out in the air, and the crane head at the tail of the fan handle made a slight cry, and then, the whole snow crane fan came to life, and the snow feathers woven into The surface of the fan wriggled and differentiated into wings, claws and tail. The handle of the fan became the head and neck of a snow crane. The fan with a white fan and a black handle turned into a slender and graceful snow crane in an instant.

The snow crane flew to the world, flashing its snow-white wings, staggering its slender breasts, and making a clear and distant cry of the crane. Everything in the world seemed to be shaken by the cry of the crane, and then the snow crane spread its wings and flew high. , Facing the falling thunder fire, lightly pecked and picked it with its sharp beak, and the ball of thunder fire was shattered. If there was thunder fire falling on it, the snow crane was not afraid, the feathers on its body shook, the thunder fire had nowhere to attach, slip It rolled down and was crushed by the snow crane's feet.

Xuehe's movements are as graceful as a dancer's, but they are as fast as lightning. The thunder and fire falling from the clouds are scattered one by one by the snow crane's strike. Even if there are a few fish that slip through the net, they can't hurt Xiahe.

(End of this chapter)

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