The Blood Song of the Three Realms Chapter 42: Confluence (below)

"Master, this old slave will send you to a deserted place outside! They have already rushed to the front of the Yuhua Palace. Fortunately, the twelve fairy puppets left by the old master blocked them, and they can still fight for you for the master. A little time."

Hastily put on the lid of the cauldron, Yuhua Jieling quickly threw some other sundries left by Qianjizi to Yin Xuege, and then stomped his feet fiercely, there was a ray of light under Yin Xuege's feet Rushed out, rolled up Yin Xuege's body and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

In the next moment, Yin Xuege's eyes lit up, and he had already arrived at the sky above a dense ancient wood forest.

The natal bat wings spread, and Yin Xuege was suspended in mid-air, looking around. Tens of miles ahead is the core peak of Yuhua Xiaojietian. There are faint thunderclaps coming from the top of the main peak, and a large amount of purple auspicious light is scattered, and the Yuhua Palace hidden in the purple auspicious cloud has been faintly revealed. stature.

Flapping its wings vigorously, Yin Xuege flew to the level with the main peak. With his current eyesight, he can clearly see that on a square with a radius of thousands of feet in front of the gate of the Yuhua Palace, the Yin tribe formed a large formation that broke the ban and was madly attacking a piece of blue fairy light. Yin Tianjue waited for the banners in the hands of the twelve elders to spray out, causing the fairy light to tremble violently.

Brothers Jiang Rusheng and Jiang Tuochen led more than a hundred Jiang clan disciples to form a huge sword formation. Twelve three-foot-tall bronze puppets fought into a ball.

The bodies of these twelve bronze puppets are extremely hard, and countless fairy family talismans are engraved on the surface. At this moment, these talismans are shining with dazzling light. They lined up in front of the Yuhua Palace, and with just a wave of their huge arms, a ball of thunder and fire the size of a water tank fell on their heads.

Every time a ball of thunder light fell, Jiang Rusheng, Jiang Tuochen and other members of the Jiang family trembled. They had been blasted to fly ash long ago!

Among these Jiang family members, Jiang Rusheng, who is the strongest, is only the strength of Jindan Dacheng. In this era of the end of the Dharma, Jindan Dacheng is the top powerhouse, but before the era of the end of the Dharma, the monks of the Jindan were not even considered worthless. In many wealthy families of the fairy clan, the disciples of the Jindan just stood at the door and watched. Doors, managing medicine fields, raising mounts, and cleaning the grounds of Zongmen!

And these twelve bronze puppets are the guardians of the mountain gate left by Qianjizi, the grand master of Sanxian. The strength of each bronze puppets is astonishingly strong. If it hadn't been for thousands of years, the energy in the top-quality spirit stones in these bronze puppets had been consumed too much, causing these bronze puppets to become extremely weak. With Jiang Rusheng's manpower and strength, he would have been blown away by a thunder. flew.

Even so, the attacks of these bronze puppets still put the Jiang family members in danger. He vomited blood, and his face was even paler than that of the Yin people who had never seen the sun all their lives.

Looking at the Jiang family in trouble, Yin Xuege subconsciously touched the unicorn arm on his left hand. This spiritual weapon contains too many things that cannot be known by outsiders, especially the four floating star boats and the twelve immortal artifact blanks, let alone the Jiang family members.

As if sensing Yin Xuege's worry, the unicorn arm jumped slightly, and then quickly turned into a ball of flame and suddenly retracted inward.

Yin Xuege rolled up his sleeves in amazement, the unicorn arm that originally wrapped his entire left arm had disappeared, but there was a faint trace of flames the size of a thumb left around his elbow. A trace of hot air was continuously released from the flame lines, making Yin Xuege barely able to feel his presence.

But soon, the jade cicada pendant hanging on Yin Xuege's chest sprayed out a silver light, flowing along his body to the flame pattern. The silver light only circled around the flame pattern formed by the unicorn arm, and the faint flame pattern disappeared without a trace.

If it wasn't for Yin Xuege still maintaining the spiritual connection with the Qilin Arm, he would have suspected that the silver light emitted by Yuchan had wiped out the Qilin Arm! But even though the flame pattern was no longer visible to the naked eye, Yin Xuege could still clearly perceive that the unicorn arm was hidden in his arm.

"It's really a treasure!" Touching the piece of flesh where the original flame pattern was, and then grabbing the jade cicada hanging on his chest, Yin Xuege felt sincerely. He looked around for a while, then jumped into the dense forest below, and picked two sprigs of golden cypress from the towering ancient pine, and then a blood thunder slammed into the dense forest not far away. past.

With a loud 'bang', a streak of blood shot up into the sky, and Yin Xuege let out a mournful howl, and was sent flying hundreds of meters high by the terrifying blast wave. With his clothes torn to pieces and half of his hair burned by the high temperature of the blood thunder, Yin Xuege, covered in black smoke, staggered and flapped his natal bat wings, and flew towards the main peak of Yuhua Xiaojietian in embarrassment.

While flying, Yin Xuege howled at the top of his lungs: "The Supreme Elder, the Supreme Elder, really, hell!"

Yin Xuege didn't pretend at all, he was really blown up by the blood thunder, and his internal organs were severely shaken. He spat out blood, managed to fly to the edge of the square on the main peak, and then fell to the ground with his head.

Many members of the Yin clan in the square saw Yin Xuege, who was covered in black smoke~IndoMTL.com~ Many people exclaimed at the same time.

Jiang Rusheng, who was leading the sword formation to fight with the twelve bronze puppets, saw Yin Xuege fleeing in such a state of embarrassment, he immediately let out a long roar, and slapped his forehead forcefully. There was a very thin gap between his brows suddenly, a dazzling white light shot out from the gap, and a crystal clear golden sword that was no more than three inches long shot out from it.

The little sword uttered a soft cry, and when it swayed against the wind, it turned into a length of three feet, bringing a pattering golden rain of light and shooting forward, circling around the twelve bronze puppets as fast as lightning.

There was a loud bang, and the heads of twelve powerful bronze puppets fell at the same time. Their heads were all cut off by the golden long sword, and the cut surface was as smooth as a mirror. Obviously, the golden sword destroyed these puppets Did not consume any strength.

With a sound of 'buzz', the golden sword chopped off the heads of twelve puppets, then quickly shrunk to three inches in length, and burrowed back to Jiang Rusheng's eyebrows like lightning. Jiang Rusheng took a deep breath, and then spurted out a mouthful of blood, followed by thick blood from his seven orifices at the same time.

Although it was only a sword strike, Jiang Rusheng had obviously paid a huge price, and his whole body became extremely depressed.

Jiang Tuochen hurriedly took out a large amount of elixir and stuffed it into Jiang Rusheng's mouth. Jiang Rusheng muttered, obviously disliked Jiang Tuchen's extravagance.

After working for a long time, Jiang Rusheng, who finally regained some strength, came to Yin Xuege and looked at Yin Xuege with concern.

"Little friend Blood Song, what did you encounter just now?"