The Immortal Taoist Chapter 104: Huatian Gourd

"True Dragon Illustrated Book!"

Ling Dao ran wild Zhuxian Jin, displaying a book of real dragons, one by one, standing in front of Ling Dao. One by one, the ancient characters seemed to be forged into an indestructible city wall. However, Huangji's Death Slash was stronger, not only shattering the real dragon phantom, but also splitting the ancient city wall.

Fist strength rushed towards the Heaven-Rank Sabre, and the smashed Heaven-Rank Sabre erupted with a sound of metal crashing. It's a pity that his physical body can't stop the sharp edge of the Celestial Sword after all. There were stab wounds on his fist, which showed deep bones. The Celestial Sword is still moving forward, as if to smash his fist and split his body.

"Great free swordsmanship!"

Everything is only between electric light and flint, Die Wu has no time to make another move, but Qianhui killed it. True dragons, phoenixes, Kunpeng, and holy ape all kinds of fierce beasts and phantoms, biting towards the heavenly sword, mountains, rivers, bright moon, and stars blocked the heavenly sword. Wind, fire, thunder, and electricity raged on the battlefield and shattered into pieces of blades.

First there was Diawu's Xuanyuan Nine Swords, and then Lingdao's True Dragon King Fist, which weakened the power of Huangji's death by a large amount. Qianhui's third shot, the great ease and power of swordsmanship, but unfortunately the emperor's death is still better. Die Wu, Ling Dao, and Qian Hui made the ultimate move performed by the sixth child of the fairy gourd palace, and they were still lost.

Ling Dao's arms were stained with blood, the dragon scales were all shattered, and the Kunpeng wings turned into powder. Even so, he still didn't take a step back, and finally blocked the emperor's death. Fortunately, he was not only physically tyrannical, but also extremely capable of recovery. The wound healed at a speed that the naked eye could discern.

"Awesome, I was able to save my life under my knife. No wonder I can beat the old seventh." The old six of Xianhu Gong exclaimed sincerely, and then the conversation changed, "Unfortunately, the three of you have joined forces, still Lose to me. If you continue to fight, do you have a chance to survive?"

A stab wounded Ling Dao. Of course, the sixth child of the Immortal Gourd Palace had the capital to be proud. However, Ling Dao used the cultivation base of the early days of the Heavenly King Realm to prevent his emperor from slashing his life, which is indeed not comparable to an ordinary genius. Especially the boxing technique Ling Dao displayed was tyrannical and overbearing, and he could not stop his True Dragon King's boxing at all.

"How do you know if you don't try?" Ling Dao smiled, if you can delay a little time, just delay a little time. "There are too many people who want to kill me. I also met three of Emperor Duanmu before. Apprentice. There is the first heavenly king of Zhentian Palace, the first heavenly Lord of Zhentian Palace, and the first heavenly Lord of Zhentian Palace. As a result, I am still alive and well?"

The sixth child of Xianhugong is only the pinnacle heavenly monarch, no matter how powerful it is, he still doesn't look enough compared to Pei Yuanzhuo. There is a gulf between the pinnacle heavenly monarch and the overlord. The pinnacle heavenly monarch can kill the heavenly sovereign, but it is impossible to defeat the overlord. Ling Dao didn't want to scare away the sixth child of Xianhu Gong, because he was different from Pei Yuanzhuo.

"Blood mosquito, can you help me solve him?"

The nine stone carvings of Wanfuzong can kill the Heavenly Venerable when they are activated for the first time, and then they can only be used as a defense weapon. Counting on the nine stone carvings, Ling Dao might as well use the Dragon Tiger Soul Destroying Knife. However, the blood mosquito stone carvings are different, because the blood mosquito stone carvings give birth to runes, which can absorb blood and strengthen oneself.

"Master, it’s not that I don’t want to help you. It’s just that I’m very weak now. Let me deal with ordinary warriors of the Heavenly King realm, and I barely managed to deal with him, but he is different, his strength is comparable to Tianjun. If I were in full prosperity During this period, you can compete with him."

The rune spirit carved by the blood mosquito stone didn't mean to help Ling Dao at all, it was anxious that Ling Dao would die in the hands of the sixth child of Xianhu Gong. The Sixth Immortal Gourd Palace is better than Ling Dao, but he can't force him to recognize the Lord. Once Ling Dao dies, the blood mosquito stone carving can restore his freedom. At that time, find another power like the Baili family, and it can continue to grow stronger.

"Really?" Ling Dao groaned, and said coldly, "Anyway, I am not his opponent. Before I die, I will definitely destroy you, lest you do harm to the world in the future."

He took out the blood mosquito stone carvings, using his hands to smash the blood mosquito stone carvings. It is not easy to change to another Heavenly King realm warrior to destroy the blood mosquito stone carving. But he is different, because he is the master of the blood mosquito stone carving, he can really crush the blood mosquito stone carving. Once the blood mosquito stone is crushed, the rune spirit of the blood mosquito stone has only the intention of extinction.

"No, no, I suddenly remembered that if I try my best, I can still cause him harm."

The rune spirit carved in the blood mosquito stone is really scared, because it knows that Ling Dao is not joking. With such an unreasonable owner on the stall, it had no choice but to admit it, and it would be a big deal. Even if Ling Dao was not beheaded by other warriors, he would still die when his life span was over.

Ling Dao urged the stone carvings of blood mosquitoes, bursting out monstrous blood. A huge blood-winged black mosquito appeared in front of him, the blood-winged black mosquito flapped its wings, and the ultra-high frequency even trembled in the void. The long mouthparts shoot out like an arrow feather.

"What is it?"

Xian Hu Gong Lao Liu was taken aback. He had never seen such a huge mosquito. Before he could react, the blood-winged black mosquito flew in front of him and plunged into his body with its long mouthparts. He was wearing a Celestial Armor, and if he wanted to come, the blood-winged black mosquito couldn't do anything to him.

"I didn't see it, it was terrible."

Unexpectedly, the emperor of the dignified gourd palace would not even know the blood-winged black mosquito. In fact, I really can't blame the sixth child of Xianhu Gong, he is so focused on cultivation, he doesn't know what blood-winged black mosquitoes are. After all, the blood-winged black mosquito is the same as the Wuxiang Beast, which is very rare, and he has never seen it.

The celestial armor can't stop the blood-winged black mosquito at all. Its mouthparts directly penetrate the celestial armor. The old six of Xian Gourd Palace's expression changed, and he obviously didn't expect that the Heavenly Grade Battle Armor had no effect. Without hesitation, he raised the celestial sword and slashed at the blood-winged black mosquito.

With one cut, the blood-winged black mosquito did not dodge, and it split into two directly. Before Xian Hu Gong Lao Liu breathed a sigh of relief, more blood-winged black mosquitoes appeared beside him. Blood-winged black mosquitoes plunged their mouthparts into the body of Xian Hu Gong Lao Liu, making Xian Hu Gong Lao Liu caught off guard.

Ling Dao winked at Die Wu and Qian Hui and asked them to attack the sixth child of Xianhu Palace at the same time. The stone carvings of blood mosquitoes entangled the old six of Xianhugong, it was a good time for them to deal with the old six of Xianhugong. Die Wu and Qianhui nodded, waved their swords one after another, slashing towards the sixth child of the fairy gourd palace.

"You can take action with confidence, anyway, your attack will not conflict with my stone carving."

"Xuanyuan Nine Swords!"

"Great free swordsmanship!"

Die Wu and Qianhui left and right, sword light like a river, impacting the sixth child of Xianhu Palace. Previously, the sixth child of Immortal Gourd Palace wanted Ling Dao's life, and of course they would not be merciful when they shot. Recruits and kills, one sword after another, without killing the old six of the Immortal Calabash, vowing not to stop.

If there were no stone carvings of blood mosquitoes, Xianhu Gong Lao Liu would solve Die Wu and Qian Hui without much effort. But now, the battle strength of the sixth member of the Immortal Gourd Palace has dropped sharply. Even if he is holding a sword of heavenly rank, he can't help Die Wu and Qianhui, he has even suffered sword injuries and blood is spilled into the sky.

"Huatian Gourd!"

The seven sons of Emperor Xianhugong have one gourd in their hands. The seventh person in Xianhugong has the swallowing gourd, and the sixth person has the Huatian gourd. If the blood-winged black mosquitoes continue to suck, the strength of the sixth child of the Immortal Gourd Palace will only get weaker and weaker, and it will be inevitable to die under the swords of Die Wu and Qian Hui.

The blue gourd spit out a ray of light, like a sword thin as a cicada's wings, slashing on the blood-winged black mosquitoes. The Heavenly Gourd, as the name suggests, can dissolve attacks and opponents. If it reaches its extreme, it can even dissolve the earth and the sky.

The sixth child of the Immortal Gourd Palace used the Celestial Sword, but he could not engrave the blood mosquitoes. However, as soon as the Huatian Gourd came out, the blood-winged black mosquitoes disappeared. The rune spirit carved by the blood mosquito stone also wailed. The Heavenly Gourd did harm it, but it was not exaggerated.

"Nine-tailed magic!"

Ling Dao's ninth level of will, condensing fox tails, impacts the world of will of the sixth child in the fairy gourd palace. He had known that Xianhugong Lao Liu had a gourd, but he didn't expect Xian Hugong Lao Liu's gourd to be so powerful. Fortunately, his volitional attack ~IndoMTL.com~ has begun, like a sea wave, endless.

The sixth child of the fairy gourd must not only urge Huatian Gourd, but also deal with Diewu and Qianhui, and endure Ling Dao's will impact. He thought that killing Lingdao would be a trivial matter. Who knows, he is so embarrassed now, but fortunately he has a heavenly gourd.

"As long as Huatian Gourd wipes out all the mosquitoes in front of me, I will be free. At that time, even if the three of you shoot together, you will still be no match for me. The two of them can survive, and you must die!"

The light of Huatian Gourd is getting more and more shining, and the smile on the face of the sixth child of Xian Gourd Palace becomes more and more ferocious. If the blood mosquito stone carving is willing to fight with the Huatian Gourd, it will be able to support half an hour. It is a pity that the rune spirit carved by the blood mosquito stone pretends to have been severely wounded and backs away.

"Master, I can't do it anymore. If you continue to fight, I must die. Now even if you want to crush me, I can't help it. It's not that I don't work hard, but his gourd is too powerful."

The rune spirit carved in the blood mosquito stone said half-truth. If Ling Dao disagrees, it really doesn't know what to do, and if the stalemate continues, it will be more and more hurt. Fortunately, Ling Dao nodded, instead of letting the blood mosquito stone carving desperately, it made the blood mosquito stone carving rune spirit overjoyed.

"Haha...you are dead!"

All the blood-winged black mosquitoes disappeared, and the sixth child of Xian Hu Gong laughed happily. There are patches of redness and swelling on his body, and the mouthparts of the blood-winged black mosquito are poisonous, but fortunately, it has little effect on him. Without the blood-winged black mosquito, his strength is definitely not something Ling Dao, Qianhui, and Die Wu can resist.

"Compared with my will, you really don't know that the sky is thick and the earth is thick!"

The ninth-level will of the sixth child of the fairy calabash palace, condensed into a handle sword, slashing towards the tails of foxes. Although his will was suppressed by the Dream Emperor Realm, it was still not comparable to a warrior in the early days of the Heavenly King Realm.