Taishang Immortal Brigade

Chapter 457
"This devil's method is really vicious. It would be fine if he killed him with a knife. Now that he is made into a useless person, he can only live in pain in the future. What's the point?"

"That's right, knocking immortal cultivators off the clouds and turning them into useless mortals. What a vicious intention this is. This demon is really vicious. We should learn from it and not be plotted against by this demon."

Da Lu Gong took a few breaths, his complexion calmed down, and he ordered to the Yinxiu around him, "Okay, don't say any more, since the other party has the upper hand, will it be our turn to decide whether to kill or cut relative to us? Right now The only option is to protect yourself and wait for reinforcements. You don’t have to take care of this old man any more, and form a team to resist this great enemy together.”

Zhong Ronggen didn't know whether Da Lugong was referring to the god of good fortune or Xiahe, but he respected this legendary patriarch, and immediately lined up and started to operate as usual, forming the unique music of breaking the formation of Yinxiu.

Facing the faint music, Xia He just smiled and said nothing, thinking in his heart that Da Lu Gong was seriously injured, and he hasn't recovered from it until now, so there is nothing to be afraid of. Although the rest of the Yinxiu have Yuanying and Jindan, they are not Xiahe's opponents. Although they have formed an formation now, it is only a matter of time before they are cleaned up.

The murderous aura accumulated on Xia He's face was getting heavier and heavier, and the plan to kill Yinxiu in front of him had already taken shape in his heart. He raised his hand, fused with real fire and turned into a huge palm, and slapped towards the crowd gathered by Yinxiu.

Seeing the giant flaming palm flying closer and closer, Duke Da Lu intentionally scatter the flaming palm, using a little mana, the injury in his body broke out again, and another mouthful of blood spurted out, and the people around him hurriedly helped her up, The Yinxiu hurriedly launched the Breaking Music.

The sound waves of the palm of fire and the music of breaking the formation collided together, and the sound waves were burned and kept dodging. The palm of fire drove straight into the big formation and rushed directly into the dense crowd. The sound repairers did not expect Xiahe's palm of fire to be so powerful. Seeing that the palm of fire was about to cause heavy casualties to the fellow disciples, several Nascent Soul cultivators shot out with all their strength, and several powerful sound waves rushed out, firmly resisting the palm of the palm of fire.

Xia He grinned grimly, put more force in his hands, and the fire palms immediately pressed down a few feet. Several Nascent Soul Huoxiu worked harder to support them. The fire spontaneously ignited.

Seeing that Xia He was about to smash the broken formation music, there was an angry shout from far away in the sky. Although the angry shout was far away, Xia He heard it like thousands of gongs and drums playing in his ears at the same time, knowing that a powerful enemy was coming, But the subordinates did not relax, but urged the fire palms harder, trying to kill most of the people in the formation before the enemy came.

Xia He's attack immediately aroused a stormy wave of attacks, before the people from afar approached, the fierce attack had already arrived, and a beam of brilliant sword energy as thick as a mountain stabbed at Xia He without any hesitation.

Xia He recognized the ferocity of this move, and knew that the person who came was at least a sword cultivator in the state of transforming gods. If he didn't resist with all his strength, he would definitely suffer heavy injuries. The fire palm eagerly turned to meet the sword energy in front of him.

With a bang, the palms of fire were scattered into pieces of fire, and Xia He retreated, unwillingly staring at the broken formation Le, who had formed a large formation, knowing that the other party had a helping hand coming, and it was impossible to kill these Yinxiu.

The person who came had a high level of cultivation, and his escaping speed was unbelievably fast. Almost as soon as the sword energy arrived, the figure followed closely behind. The person repelled Xia He with one move, and then walked to the front of the Yinxiu formation. The people who came, gave way respectfully.

Da Lugong walked out of the crowd, smiled wryly and said to the visitors, "Brother Qingfeng, I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed."

The person who came was Li Qingfeng, the sword cultivator patriarch of the Sifang Immortal Sect. He was of the same generation as Da Lu Gong, and he rescued Yinxiu people in time. Seeing Da Lu Gong's heavy injury and dejected expression, he asked in surprise, "That little bastard is so capable of hurting you like this?"

Da Lugong said in a low voice, "Xiahe is nothing to worry about, but his Transformation God monster is very powerful. The old man attacked the drum, played the zither, and the bone flute, but in the end he was no match for the carp monster. It's done like this."

Subconsciously glanced at the Huashen monster, Da Lu Gong continued, "I don't know why, although the monster injured the old man, it didn't take the opportunity to kill the old man. The old man guessed that Xia He didn't completely tame the monster."

Li Qingfeng waved his hand, "Da Lu, I will leave the rest of the matter to the old man. Just watch from the sidelines and see how the old man kills this shameless, vicious little beast who betrayed the sect."

Holding a three-foot sword, Li Qingfeng paced in the air, looked at Xia He with sharp eyes, and asked word by word, "You are that shameless beast who betrayed the sect, willingly demonized himself, and killed the elders."

Xia He knew how disreputable his reputation was among the two sects of decent sects. Seeing that Li Qingfeng's attitude was worse than Duke Lu's, he didn't bother to tell the difference. Instead, he glanced in the direction he came from, and found no one following him, so let him go. In my heart, there is only one Huashenjueding for reinforcements, Xiahe and the God of Fortune can handle it.

Seeing that Xia He was silent, Li Qingfeng was even more annoyed, "You also know that the time is approaching, so don't talk anymore, right? Let me tell you, this old man is Li Qingfeng, the sword cultivator of the Sifang Immortal Sect. Today, your life will be my life."

Xia He asked, "You are from the East Sword Commander, who is Wen Gongdao?"

Li Qingfeng was very surprised by Xia He's question, he was taken aback for a moment and said, "Why do you ask about Nephew Wen?"

This is Duke Dalu from the back saying weakly, "When Xiahe was in Sifang Xianzong, he had old grievances with the Wen family. It is said that he later resigned from Sifang Xianzong because he was caught by nephew Wen."

Li Qingfeng knew the ins and outs, and said with a cold snort, "Nephew Wen is very good. With our help, he will soon break through to become the Supreme God of Transformation. If you want to take revenge on him, that's out of the question."

Xia He smiled and said nothing, at this time the god of good fortune had already flown to Xia He, he could feel that the old man in front of him was stronger than the previous one, and he needed to do his best to defeat him, he was worried about Xia He's safety, so he hurried forward to protect him he.

Li Qingfeng sensed the terrifying power inside the Divine Carp's body, and moved his gaze away from Xia He, aiming the three-foot sword at the center of the Divine Carp's eyes. big threat.

The two sides were at a critical juncture when swords were on the verge of breaking out. Two long howls sounded, and the momentum on Li Qingfeng and God of Good Fortune suddenly relaxed.

The two people who came had no demonic energy on them, they were obviously cultivators. One was nine feet tall and very burly, while the other was stooped and haggard. , Needless to say, it must be the God Transformation Patriarch of Tumu Tianbao.

Li Qingfeng saw the appearance of the visitor clearly, laughed easily, and said loudly, "Xiang Jiuyue, Ouyang Canweng, why are you two not guarding the general fort, but come to this dangerous place where soldiers are fighting."

These two are old acquaintances with Li Qingfeng. The burly one is the body repairer Xiang Jiuyue, and the stooped one is the poisonous repairer Ouyang Canweng. One is tall and the other is short, but their walking movements are very tacit. Jiuyue didn't answer, but Ouyang Canweng chuckled, "You want to kill traitors, but you made such a big noise at the border, we can't sit still, come and have a look, anyway, you want to kill Moxiu, let's see what we can do to help."

Li Qingfeng's tone turned cold, "Help, there's no need, since you two are here, you might as well be a witness to see how our Sifang Immortal Sect handles traitors, unlike some people, the entire line of disciples are classified as demon cultivators. But nothing major happened.”

Li Qingfeng's words are tinged with thorns, but they are insinuating about the shady cultivators of Tumu Tianbao. Back then, under the leadership of Suzaku Yuzong, the yin cultivators established their own sect in the New World, and were finally defeated by the demon cultivators of the Seven Saints League and survived. The yin cultivators were all demonized and became members of the Seven Saints League. Recently, the ancestors of the gods returned, and Tumu Tianbao also had several yin cultivators, but they did not kill the Seven Saints League. Li Qingfeng is a person who hates evil, so naturally Can't stand their inaction.

Hearing Li Qingfeng's sarcasm, Ouyang Canweng laughed dryly and did not speak, but Xiang Jiuyue showed his thick voice, "Li Qingfeng, you don't need to worry about the housework of Tumu Tianbao. Today you want to clean up the house, just to punish you. Kill the devil Xia He, he is a traitor of your Sifang Immortal Sect, and now he is firmly seated in the number two position of the Seven Saints League, you and Da Lu can't do anything to him, how do you end it?"

Listening to their conversation, Xia He's heart gradually turned cold. Although the two new Sifang Immortal Sect's supernatural powers, although they seemed to be at odds with Li Qingfeng, in front of him, the devil, the force field must be the same. Good Fortune God Carp is sure to win against any of them, but if the three of them join forces, it would be good for God Carp to protect itself, and it goes without saying if they want to protect Xiahe.

But right now Xiahe is unlikely to have any more reinforcements. Each of the lords of the Seven Saints Alliance has reached the peak of the gods, and they cannot participate in the battle that is about to break out. Except for the erratic demon bosses, there is only the ancestor of Huashen who invaded from overseas, but the chances of these two parties appearing are not great.

"It's a big deal." Xia He said secretly in his heart, seeing the three talking wantonly, no one gave Xia He a second look. They were absolutely confident that Xia He had no chance to escape from under their noses.

Xia He slowly approached the God of Creation carp, seeing that it still had a bewildered expression, he couldn't help reminding in a low voice, "Shen Fortune Carp, there are three enemies now, and everyone is very powerful. Are you sure you can win?"

The God of Creation looked at Xia He with its big clear eyes, and Xia He's figure was reflected in its clear pupils, but after listening to Xia He's words, it neither nodded nor shook its head, and remained completely dazed.

(End of this chapter)