The Blood Song of the Three Realms Chapter 298: Fengxian City (2)
Half a month has passed, and there is no fairy in Suzaku Chiyu City. ⊙**** novel,
For the immortal, what is a short period of half a month? As long as they open the big formation, everyone will retreat and practice once, and it will take only the blink of an eye for decades or hundreds of years.
Yin Xuege stood on a hill outside the city, waved her hand angrily, and a cyan-colored glass-like palm flew out, grabbing a mountain peak thousands of miles high. Amidst the loud noise, Qianli Gaofeng was grabbed and smashed towards Suzaku Akabane City like a meteor.
There was no movement in the city for a long time. The outermost city defense array flickered with light, and billions of colorful light needles shot out in an instant. The terrible high temperature on the light needle burned into a wisp of blue smoke.
With a cold snort, Yin Xuege looked at another mountain. He once again used the unique "Qing Ming Cracking Heaven Hand" Taoism of the ancestor of the poor, and a big cyan glazed hand grabbed another mountain, and smashed it down on Suzaku Chiyu City again.
There was another flash of colorful lights, and the mountain was instantly wiped out.
Overlooking from a high altitude, the millions of miles around Suzaku Chiyu City has become a plain. All the mountains, big and small, were used by Yin Xuege to attack the city, and then they were all smashed to pieces by the city defense array.
The immortals in the city did not move at all, but the waves were surging in the dark, and all kinds of disturbing rumors were flying in the sky.
Yin Xuege intentionally used the Qingming Cracking Sky Hand, which is unique to the old ancestor of the poor, this is the magical power and secret technique he has realized from the blood of the old ancestor of the poor, and in Suzaku Chiyu City, everyone who knows this magical power There are not a few people. After all, the cyan glazed palm of the Ancestor Suqiong's supernatural power, although it is a magical power, is similar to the secret method of Buddhism. This cyan glazed palm is also a unique technique in the world of the Holy Spirit.
The disciples and grandchildren of the poor ancestors. I have already recognized the Qingming Tianshou — the poor ancestor, a giant in the demonic way, who was extremely mean and cruel to his disciples and grandchildren. None of his disciples and grandchildren got half of this Qingming Tianshou. *Professor.
Yin Xuege used this supernatural power in public, but the poor ancestor did not see him come forward to solve this matter. People in Suzaku Chiyu City were panicked, and everyone was rumoring that the poor ancestor had already fallen.
The immortals descended from the Holy Spirit Realm and collected hundreds of immortal cities located in the Suzaku Domain. When the Suzaku Red Feather City was built, all the immortals were ambitious, thinking that the complete solution to the Void Battlefield was just around the corner. Their confidence lies in this city with amazing defenses and the one hundred and three Daoist-level powers in the city. Especially Patriarch Suqiong, an old monster in the demonic way who can call wind and rain in the Holy Spirit Realm.
If Patriarch Suqiong really fell, the immortals in the Holy Spirit Realm would really be unable to imagine their own future.
"Hey, listen up, I'm only looking for trouble with the Heyi Immortal Sect." Yin Xuege grabbed another mountain and smashed it **** Suzaku Chiyu City. He waved his palms and shouted coldly: "Let the person who can make the decision in the Heyi Immortal Sect get out! Where's Baihua Niang? Where's Piaojin Empress?"
No one said anything, no one answered. Only some immortals didn't know where they were hiding, and secretly released their spiritual consciousness to monitor Yin Xuege.
The immortals in the city are not afraid of Yin Xuege's attack. It is estimated that few people in the world can do this. They just feel very aggrieved, there are more than one hundred Taoist priests, tens of millions of immortals, countless golden immortals, real immortals, wandering immortals, countless puppets, immortal pets, mounts, and countless large war immortals. With such a huge force, Yin Xuege was blocked in the city by himself!
In the Immortal City, in the Taoist Palace, the pale and beautiful Empress Piaojin sat on the throne weakly, looking pitifully at Patriarch Qiongyu and Xianyu Qingli sitting on the top of the Taoist Palace. The poor ancestor of Suzaku Chiyu City fell. These two ancestors invited by the poor ancestors have become the biggest support in the city.
Qing Lixian looked at Empress Ping Jin with an unhappy expression.
She herself is a woman, and most of her disciples are also women. Some people dislike Heyi Xianmen's behavior of using women's **** to win people over. That's why Immortal Qingli didn't have a slight liking for Empress Piaojin. If it wasn't for the fact that everyone is a fellow Daoist in the Holy Spirit Realm, she would have forced Heyi Xianmen to go out of the city to solve this trouble by herself.
Being blocked in the city by people, avoiding a mere ninth-rank golden immortal like a tortoise, even if Qingli fairy is still an ordinary golden immortal, she never dreamed of such humiliation when she was not certified. will happen to her.
Ancestor Qiangu sat carelessly on the throne that originally belonged to Patriarch Miqiong, playing with the broken head of Patriarch Miqiong with both hands.
Talking frivolously about the sunken bridge of the nose of the poor ancestor, the ancestor Qiong suddenly smiled: "Look, look, what's the matter? You little girls are too naughty, why did you provoke me?" This kind of person? Girl Jin, your knowledge is not too bad, don't you know some taboos in the Holy Spirit Realm?"
Ms. Ju Jin gave a dry laugh, looked pitifully at Patriarch Qiongyu, and said softly, "Are you still asking Patriarch to show me?"
Speaking politely, Empress Piaojin has already scolded this old monster **** in her heart. A few nights ago, when Patriarch Qiangu was lying on her body and tossing desperately, not treating her as a human being at all, he uttered all kinds of sweet words.
How is it today? When he was really asked to come forward to support her, he started to preach to her?
"It's said that this old monster turns his face and doesn't recognize anyone... I will be treated like a dog!" The empress is ruthless in her heart, but she knows that she must not offend the ancestor Qiong now, and can only be more brilliant. smile.
She knew that Fairy Qingli didn't have a good impression of her - those female immortals who dominated the Holy Spirit Realm would generally not have any favorable impressions of female immortals from the Heyi Immortal Sect. Therefore, Patriarch Qiangu is now the only life-saving straw that she can grasp for the Heyi Xianmen. She absolutely dare not make Patriarch Qionggu feel unhappy.
"Don't bully those who seem to be helpless." Patriarch Qiongyu sighed softly, and threw the head of Patriarch Miqiong at his feet like throwing rubbish: "You don't know at all, a little Behind the little wandering fairy, is there a Taoist ancestor standing? Behind a little bald donkey, is there a Buddha statue? Behind a seemingly weak and frail scholar, maybe it is the old man who runs academies everywhere in the Holy Spirit world!"
"A ninth-rank golden immortal can take out eight half-step weapons! No matter where these half-step weapons come from, or how he robbed them, the half-step weapon is an ordinary Is there something that a common ninth-rank golden immortal should have?" Patriarch Qiangu squinted at Lady Baihua who was standing behind Empress Piaojin, and licked his lips. Pointing at Bai Huaniang, she sneered and said, "After I became a demon master back then, it took more than three million years before I got my first half-step weapon!"
"I have no backing, no background, after I became a Daoist. After more than three million years of poor life, I finally got together the materials and wages. I asked the elders of Wanbingmen to forge it for me. The first half-step Dao weapon!" The patriarch Qiong sneered: "I broke through the realm of immeasurable dharma, the realm of ten thousand dharma, and when I broke through to the realm of extermination of ten thousand dharma, I got the first real Dao artifact!"
"I'm poor, I'm a casual cultivator, that's why I messed up so badly!" Ancestor Qiongga pointed to his nose and sneered, "I'm born with strong heels, and when I was a half-step Daoist, I was able to resist a Dao Zun; after I became a Dao Zun, I was able to beat five Dao Zuns of the same rank undefeated. I am so strong, but I have been poor for so many years! Tell me, a golden fairy, how can he have eight and a half steps? Dao weapon?"
Baihuaniang and Piaojin empress looked ugly like female ghosts, after a long while, Baihuaniang said in a whisper: "Could it be that there is someone behind that guy?"
"Stupid woman! I've never seen you so stupid!" the patriarch Qiang yelled and jumped on his feet. Saliva sprayed all over the hall: "It's this time, how can you be so stupid? Is your head full of brains or shit? You are not only grown enough, but you can let that dead ghost who is poor can **** you heartily. , what is the use of you stupid bitch?"
The old ancestor Qiang yelled and cursed, and the hall was trembling with the scolding: "Does that kid have no backer? Before you stupid women grab other people's things, can you do a good job of investigating their backer?"
"There is no backstage. Could it be that the Golden Wind Killing Dragon Spear was a gift from that dead ghost of Su Lie? You can ask someone from Miaomuzhen Danzong, even if Su Lie has fallen. His disciples and disciples are still there. Those who are alive, they have all seen this spear!"
"There is no backstage, and the cultivation level of the poor and dead ghost is a level higher than that of Lao Tzu. Can that kid kill the poor and dead ghost? Do you know that it has reached our level. If you want to kill enemies of the same level, How many people do you need?" Patriarch Qiong stretched out two palms and screamed sharply: "If you want to kill Lao Tzu, you must use ten Daoist priests who have the same level of cultivation as Lao Tzu, and use a large formation to ambush Lao Tzu in advance. Only by grinding time with water and slowly cultivating for a hundred years can I kill Lao Tzu!"
"The poor ghost ran out to chase and kill that kid, and within a day, his head was sent back! Do you know what this means?"
Ancestor Qiong hopped his feet and howled: "I just passed the Dao Xin Tribulation, and the Dao Tribulation has not yet passed! If you want to kill Lao Tzu in a day, at least you have to go through the Dao Tribulation , The Daoist who has reached the ten thousand calamity habitat! That, that, that is, already approaching the existence of the Twelve Immortal Saints!"
Empress Jin Jin's complexion suddenly changed, she stood up, and wanted to say something, but her body shook, and she sat back down again.
She doesn't understand the situation of Dao Zun at the level of Patriarch Qianlong~IndoMTL.com~ at all. After listening to Patriarch Qiangu's words, she realized how terrible enemies Baihuaniang had provoked for their Heyi Xianmen.
Six Paths, Six Buddhas, and Twelve Immortal Saints, these are the twenty-four most powerful rulers in the Holy Spirit Realm.
The strength of Liu Dao and Liu Buddha is unpredictable, and they have not made a move for many years. But the Twelve Immortal Saints, including Yuan Mozun, the number one demon leader in the Demon Dao, each of them has the strength to single-handedly slaughter a super sect.
Baihuaniang just wanted to seize the eight half-step tools and bully a little golden fairy, but they actually offended such a terrifying existence?
"I have already invited the old immortals from several other immortal cities to come here together." The patriarch Qianlong took a deep breath: "Be patient, be patient, be patient, don't fight against that kid. The more I talk, the more afraid I am now. I really want to drag that kid to kowtow to him!"
Looking at Baihuaniang, the patriarch Qiongjia sneered and said, "You, go out of the city yourself, and ask that kid what he wants, so that he can let this matter go."
Hearing Patriarch Qiong's words, Bai Huaniang's face turned as pale as paper.