Gou Zai Liang Jie as a Human Gu

Zhang Zhiyuan attempted to settle scores with Xu Shu, but the next moment, the flying sand and stones and countless demons gathered again, leaving him no time to deal with himself.

"grass!"

Xu Shu used his life as a catalyst to unleash the Nine Heavens Mystic Thunder, which only quelled the demon for a moment before it was resurrected.

This is never going to end, how can we fight it?

The two were forced to huddle together, back to back, to fend off the demon's attacks.

"My lord, how about I unleash the Nine Heavens Profound Thunder again?" Xu Shu suggested, suppressing a smile.

"No way!" Zhang Zhiyuan shuddered and quickly refused.

Who wants to be struck by lightning?

His divine will could not withstand another lightning strike.

Even if one survives a mental breakdown, their martial arts level will plummet.

Zhang Zhiyuan didn't want to be Xu Shu's target anymore.

Confucian scholars are shameless and untrustworthy!

Xu Shu breathed a long sigh of relief, finally hearing these words. In fact, it was impossible for him to unleash the Nine Heavens Profound Thunder again.

Even lightning couldn't kill Zhang Zhiyuan. If lightning is summoned again, there will only be one outcome.

He used his life to draw it.

Even if Xu Shu were stupid or foolish, he wouldn't risk his life to pave the way for Zhang Zhiyuan at this moment.

It would be better to cling tightly to Zhang Zhiyuan's coattails.

Zhang Zhiyuan is no ordinary person. As a member of the Embroidered Robe Guard, how could he not be capable?

really.

Seeing that the formation was becoming increasingly powerful, Zhang Zhiyuan no longer cared about anything else.

"Zheng...!"

The next moment, lightning flashed between Zhang Zhiyuan's brows, followed by a long, drawn-out gunshot.

In an instant, a silver dragon pierced through the heavens and earth, like a white dragon passing through a crack, transforming into a celestial river hanging down, soaring straight into the clouds. The roar of the dragon and the sound of the gun were like giant waves crashing against the shore, the waves never ceasing, surging without equal.

All the strange phenomena vanished in an instant, transforming into a silver ray that pierced the sky.

At this moment, the night sky was illuminated by silver light as if it were daytime, so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it.

It seemed as if it wanted to pierce a hole in the sky and divert the waters of the Milky Way to flood the human world.

"Silver spear pierces the Milky Way!"

A domineering shout resounded throughout the formation, and it was about to transform into a silver dragon and burst out of the formation.

"Boom!"

Although the silver spear was domineering and incredibly fast, like a white dragon flashing past, someone was even faster. Suddenly appearing in the sky, with a flick of his sleeve, countless sandstorms instantly condensed into a funnel, carrying with them a stream of pure silver light!

The visitor was none other than Danxia, ​​the abbot of Zhishou Temple.

The silver spear met the formation's encirclement.

What should have been a collision between Mars and Earth was instead surprisingly calm, with little ripple. Instead, sand and gravel fell from the air, were swept up again, and returned to the swirling sand and gravel.

However, not long after, the silver light suddenly shone brighter, as if it had come to life.

With a whoosh, it pierced through the sand funnel and tore through Danxia's sleeve.

The pure silver shimmered and swirled, its brilliance dissipating.

Only at this moment did the three of them clearly see the true form of the streak of light.

That was a Dragon Gallant Silver Light Spear.

Forged from cool, bright silver-white divine gold, its thickness fits perfectly in the palm of your hand. The spearhead is not a rigid, smooth surface; instead, it is engraved with fine dragon scale patterns that spiral along the shaft. A faint, ethereal blue light flows through the recesses of the scale patterns, like the flesh of a living dragon, winding its way from the tail of the spear to the tip.

The spearhead is a heavy octagonal gilded ferrule with sharp edges, which can be used for striking. A small piece of moonstone is embedded in the bottom of the ferrule, which glows faintly.

A dragon's head, tangled and twisted, rises from the neck of the spear. The dragon's horns bend backward, and its eyes are inlaid with black jade. The eyes are deep and unfathomable, and the dragon's whiskers are strands of silver crystal forged into fine threads, trembling slightly in the wind.

The dragon's mouth opened wide, and the spear tip emerged from within.

The spearhead is shaped like a gentian, not an ordinary cone tip. The middle part is bulging and round like a gentian pearl, tapering towards both ends. The front is narrow and sharp, with the blade surface flowing like the cold glow of mercury. The edge of the blade gleams with a faint electric light, and the cold light is dazzling.

A ridge protrudes along the entire spine of the spear, running from the ferrule to the tip. As true energy is poured in, a layer of flowing silver light rises from the entire spear, transforming into a white dragon phantom that envelops the spear body, accompanied by a resounding dragon's roar.

Xu Shu's face lit up with excitement when he saw this divine weapon.

"So it was this divine weapon from the previous dynasty. No wonder Zhang Zhiyuan dared to sneak into Zhishou Temple at night, and the governor dared to send only him to guard Leilong City. It turns out he had this divine weapon."

In the Shang Dynasty of the past, there was a brave young general who, at the tender age of twenty, was the bravest in the army and no one could rival him. He even personally led three thousand soldiers deep behind enemy lines, killing ten thousand enemies and capturing the enemy chieftain alive, thus establishing unparalleled merit.

Such achievements earned him high praise from Lord Shang, who commended him for his courage and spirit, and bestowed upon him the title of Marquis of Longyuan, a hereditary title. Lord Shang also specially ordered skilled craftsmen to obtain celestial iron and use heavenly fire to forge a divine weapon.

【Gentian Silver Light Spear】.

When Emperor Taizu of the Great Zhou Dynasty founded the dynasty, he fought a great battle with Marquis Longyuan.

After the Marquis of Longyuan was defeated and killed, his divine weapon, imbued with spirit, refused to be used by the enemy. From then on, its sharpness was concealed, and it was reduced to a semi-divine weapon.

Although its divine power is gone and it is only a semi-divine weapon, it is still far superior to ordinary divine weapons.

If it erupts, its power is equally astonishing.

Zhang Zhiyuan brought this divine weapon to Yunmengze as a precaution, but unexpectedly it actually came in handy.

Unfortunately, no one in this dynasty could make this divine spear recognize its master, so he could not activate it many times.

With Zhang Zhiyuan's divine will, he can activate it a maximum of three times!

Danxia flew down into the air and, after seeing the Dragon Gallant Silver Spear clearly, couldn't help but admire, "The Embroidered-Robed Governor really thinks highly of me, actually mobilizing such a divine weapon from the previous dynasty to deal with me."

Inside Danxia's torn sleeve, her forearm was mangled and bloody from the explosion, revealing the exposed bone.

However, in just a few breaths, the pierced arm was completely restored to its original state.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhiyuan's mood grew even heavier.

The chances of defeating an immortal through martial arts are slim.

Suddenly!

A deafening roar echoed through the sky, and a dazzling display of color suddenly appeared.

An unparalleled blade of light swept across the sky, severing day and night, dividing yin and yang, and settling the universe, making the sky clear and the earth turbid.

The flying sand and stones froze in an instant, then crashed to the ground with a loud thud.

The demons that had gathered from scattered beans on the ground exploded in the massive aftershocks, turning into countless fragments of beans that scattered all over the ground.

The originally murky formation, with its dark and murky atmosphere making it impossible to see, was instantly restored to tranquility.

Under the pitch-black night sky, a clear, cold crescent moon hangs high, and the starry sky shines brightly, illuminating the entire Zhishou Temple atop the mountain.

Zhang Zhiyuan and Xu Shu saw a person leap out from inside a three-zhang-tall [Rakshasa Demon-Forging Cauldron] inside the temple.

As Lin Mo landed, countless streams of light were cast down the mountain.

Those were survivors of Qingshui Town, who were sent to a safe place at the foot of the mountain by Lin Mo's divine will.

"Young Master!" Xu Shu recognized the man in front of him; it was none other than the纨绔 (wan ku, meaning a spoiled, dissolute young master) prince of Li Wang.

Zhang Zhiyuan turned to look at Xu Shu, slightly surprised, and said, "He is the Crown Prince of Li?"

Xu Shu nodded.

Zhang Zhiyuan looked at Lin Mo with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

Danxia hurriedly landed beside the [Rakshasa Demon-Forging Cauldron], quickly forming hand seals to infuse the cauldron with magical power, stabilizing the constantly trembling cauldron.

"Take this opportunity to kill him!" Xu Shu immediately suggested.

Zhang Zhiyuan readily agreed, touched his brow, and was about to activate the [Dragon Gallant Silver Light Spear] again.

Lin Mo raised his hand to stop him: "No, if the things inside the cauldron are released, none of us will be able to deal with them."

Just now, Lin Mo broke through the barrier inside the cauldron.

The commotion was so great that it finally alerted the ferocious beast underground.

At this moment, the treasure cauldron was shaking incessantly, as if the giant beast was turning over in the ground, trying to break out of the soil.

Although he didn't know what the true disciple of the immortal sect was going to refine, Lin Mo would never forget the shock brought by that golden vertical eye.

The eyes of such a ferocious beast must be enormous, like the towering eyes of a mountain.

If it were released, the entire area within hundreds of miles would likely be destroyed by this behemoth.

Danxia hurriedly called out, "The young master is right, we mustn't act recklessly."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhiyuan hesitated for a moment, but ultimately chose to heed Lin Mo's advice and abandon the attack.

Just then, a phantom emerged from the cauldron, transformed into a beam of spiritual light, and darted into Danxia's body.

Danxia shuddered and immediately uttered the truth: "Winter waters are vast, Ren falls into the land of fire!"

Upon hearing the incantation, Lin Mo felt a chill run down his spine.

[Turtle Spirit Subduing Serpent Formation]!

The next moment, the blue bricks under their feet suddenly lit up with a black divine light, the array patterns lit up, and the radiance soared into the sky, revealing the image of a Xuanwu (a mythical tortoise) with a tortoise and a snake intertwined.

The entire tortoise shell of Xuanwu transformed into a vast array of protective barriers, enveloping the entire Zhishou Temple within it. A green snake coiled and entwined around the tortoise shell, its scales clearly defined.

The snake's head loomed high above everyone, its golden, vertical pupils gleaming with a chilling light.

This time, the power of the formation is even stronger than that of the Jade Pavilion!

"You are not Danxia! Who are you?"