Chapter 596

The Lianhuafeng seemed to grow in the sky, magnificent and spectacular.

Ji Xianren Bai Hong drove his cloud and retreated repeatedly, raised his sleeve, and more than a dozen golden awls flew out from his sleeve, stabbing at the visitor like raindrops.

But he saw the female Daoist opposite flick her whisk back and forth, first hitting away two golden awls, then rolling back three golden awls, and her long sword in her right hand danced flawlessly, immediately blocking the remaining golden awls! Seeing that she was too late to block the remaining golden awls, he saw her shake her wrist, and a silver ring was clearly worn on her left wrist.

The silver ring immediately flew out, one turning into two, two turning into four. In the blink of an eye, there were ten or so silver rings in the air, as large as carriage wheels, crashing toward the golden awls.

"This is..."

Ji Xianren Bai Hong recognized at a glance that this was the magic treasure of an immortal called "Lingzhi Sanren" who once lived above the Nine Heavens.

I heard that in the last Nine Heavens dispute, this Lingzhi Sanren chose to stand with the previous Heavenly Venerable and went to help the Husheng Husheng Zhenjun Baosheng deal with the Southern Yili Shenjun Kuni. As a result, Yili Shenjun Kuni's side also had Daoist Lin's help. Could it be that after he was defeated, his treasure fell into Daoist Lin's hands?

Several collisions in the sky woke him up!

The rings were chipped, the golden awls were knocked away, and the Five Elements Ji Xianren holding the sword was getting closer and closer.

Ji Xianren Bai Hong retreated with all his might!

Pity him, an old immortal, usually carefree above the Nine Heavens, with fine wine and delicacies, immortal nectar and fruits, occasionally following the summons of the Heavenly Venerable and the Celestial Emperor to do some things, which usually had no difficulty. Even when fighting, he usually just helped some Husheng Husheng Zhenjun martial god descend to suppress demons, and exerted some effort according to the mystery of magic and miraculous powers counteracting each other. There were always True Lords and martial gods in front to bear the brunt. When had he ever been in such a situation?

Even the white cloud under his feet was a piece of comfortable spiritual cloud. How could it fly faster than this thunder cloud?

Just as he was about to be caught up—

The female Daoist had no expression on her face, but her eyes were unusually firm.

Just at this moment, a long spear burning with divine fire stabbed from behind him, grazing his shoulder and stabbing toward the female Daoist in front.

The female Daoist hurriedly retracted her sword to block.

"Clang!"

The precious sword was bent!

The female Daoist was poked away by this spear, and her feet left the thunder cloud directly.

With a 'poof', the thunder cloud disappeared, and when it reappeared, it had already caught up with her and gathered under her feet.

The long spear was also quickly retracted!

The Junior Sister stabilized her figure and looked up. Ji Xianren Bai Hong, who was still in shock, also looked back. He saw Yili Shenjun Zhuming about a mile away, holding a spear in both hands and looking at this side from afar.

The spear just now came from his hand.

However, he only took one look, and when he withdrew his gaze, a great sword had already slashed over.

The long spear and the great sword collided!

Yili Shenjun Zhuming was immediately slashed away, crashing through rows of mountain peaks in the depths of Mount Yishan.

But as he flew backward, the long spear probed, and a fire dragon still bit toward the Third Third Third Shixiong from across the long sky, no matter how far away.

The Third Third Third Shixiong chose to dodge to the side.

The long spear brushed past his sword, and the divine fire burning on it was reflected in his eyes, bringing a scorching temperature.

The next instant, the long spear swept across!

This giant force directly swept the Third Third Third Shixiong away, actually drawing a circle with a radius of several miles in the air, crashing through the peak of Tiandoufeng all the way, and the stone giant fighting with Yili Shenjun Giant Defense did not stop either.

Until suddenly hearing a sentence—

"Dragon transformation!"

The long spear in front suddenly softened and rippled. Looking closely, one could see that it had really turned into a red flood dragon burning with fire.

"It should be my turn, Daoist!"

The Third Third Third Shixiong immediately raised his sword upward, slashing wildly. The sword energy was as bright as frost, clearing the way in front, and he also sprinkled twelve beans, turning them into giant gods in armor, then slashed his sword toward the Yili Shenjun in front.

Yili Shenjun Zhuming couldn't help but be shocked.

Not only him, but the other Divine Lords were also shocked.

For these True Lords and martial gods, the threat of this magic was too great.

Turning his head to look, his line of sight passed through the long sky, and it was a Daoist standing on a high mountain.

Immediately, a Yili Shenjun drew his bow and shot an arrow—

"Boom!"

A blue-white stream of light with thunder shot toward the handsome Daoist on Lianhuafeng.

But the Daoist was not in a hurry, reaching out and pointing:

"Dragon transformation!"

Even though the divine arrow was aggressive and had the momentum to pierce everything, it couldn't resist the arrow twisting and turning into a dancing flood dragon, immediately losing its momentum and accuracy in the air, crashing into Lianhuafeng.

The cliff collapsed, and mountain stones fell with a rustle.

The Seventh Third Third Shixiong did not waste it either, raising his sleeve to summon, taking objects from the air, and collecting this arrow into his sleeve.

Suddenly, he heard another loud shout:

"Daoist, look at the staff!"

A Yili Shenjun with a bare chest held a demon-subduing staff and slashed at him from the air. It was Husheng Husheng Zhenjun Qingtian who came from the West.

"Dragon transformation!"

The Daoist cast a spell and pointed, while his body sank into the mountain.

Only hearing a roar, the demon-subduing staff in the Husheng Husheng Zhenjun's hand also turned into a flood dragon, but it was still held by the tail by him and smashed heavily onto Lianhuafeng.

Divine light burst forth, and infinite divine power came from above.

The entire Lianhuafeng began to collapse because of this.

The power of the Husheng Husheng Zhenjun could be seen!

"Cough cough..."

The Daoist emerged from the Lotus Stamen Peak next to it, already seriously injured by the shock, spitting blood, but he still couldn't help but raise his sleeve to summon.

"Come..."

The flood dragon that had just broken free from Husheng Husheng Zhenjun Qingtian's hand immediately disappeared and arrived in his sleeve.

"Daoist, return my precious staff!"

This Husheng Husheng Zhenjun Qingtian, who came to support from the West at the order of the Purple Emperor and the command of the Miaoming Emperor, immediately turned into a stream of light, flew over empty-handed, and chased the Seventh Third Third Shixiong.

Turning his body and punching, boundless thunder burst forth.

The Seventh Third Third Shixiong opened his mouth and spat, turning it into a spring breeze.

The thunder and spring breeze collided in the air, turning into divine light and swinging away. In an instant, the sky was filled with petals of all colors, drifting down.

Such beautiful scenery, if it were a Yili Shenjun under the Purple Emperor, he would probably not care at all, but this Husheng Husheng Zhenjun Qingtian couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, looking up to see more.

When he came back to his senses, the Daoist had already fled to the distance again.

He saw Husheng Husheng Zhenjun Qingmiao fighting a Bai Luan and a jingwei bird with his two Divine Generals, Duomu and Liuer, not falling behind. The Daoist passed by while escaping underground, reached out and pointed, and said "Dragon transformation." Husheng Husheng Zhenjun Qingmiao's golden knife also turned into a golden flood dragon.

The golden flood dragon twisted frantically, wanting to leave. The Husheng Husheng Zhenjun gripped the dragon's tail tightly and refused to let go.

But he saw a piece of ink-colored feather like an arrow flying toward him. After being slightly distracted, the Bai Luan snatched the flood dragon from his hand.

"How bold!"

Husheng Husheng Zhenjun Qingmiao was furious, and golden light lit up in his eyes.

The golden light suddenly burst out, continuous and endless, forcing the ink-colored jingwei bird to close its wings to block, and it was knocked away for dozens of miles. Husheng Husheng Zhenjun Qingmiao looked at Daoist Bai Luan again, and the golden light swept across as he turned his head. For a time, white feathers filled the sky, turning into white luans, all of which were shot and exploded one by one by the golden light.

Just as Husheng Husheng Zhenjun Qingmiao was about to start a massacre, he suddenly heard a shout from the air:

"Husheng Husheng Zhenjun, the Purple Emperor is overbearing and lawless, and the hearts of the people have scattered. The Eastern Qinghua Emperor has been persuaded by me and will no longer send True Lords to participate in the war. Husheng Husheng Zhenjun, please stop?"

It was the voice of the Monitoring Jian Jian Tian Fu Mo Emperor.

Husheng Husheng Zhenjun Qingmiao couldn't help but be stunned.

In those years, this Monitoring Jian Jian Tian Fu Mo Emperor was still a mortal. The Jun Niangniang Mother of the East was making trouble in the lower realm, and the two True Lords, Baosheng and Husheng, went to fight her. The four cities outside Mount Modu were in danger.

The Heavenly Venerable system could not mobilize extra strength, the Western divine beings had no temples there, the Northern army had already gone south, so the Northern divine beings could not come to help, and the Southern divine beings went to guard another city. The Southern Heavenly Master, who was responsible for guarding Jiguang County at that time, used all kinds of methods, but heaven did not respond and the earth did not answer. Finally, he bypassed the Heavenly Venerable and the Eastern Qinghua Emperor and sent his subordinate, Divine General Duomu, to support.

The two sides thus formed a friendship.

I didn't expect that later the Southern Heavenly Master became the Monitoring Jian Jian Tian Fu Mo Emperor, and being in the Nine Heavens, the friendship became even deeper.

Husheng Husheng Zhenjun Qingmiao thought for a while, and the golden light in his eyes dimmed.

"My golden knife has been taken, and I have no strength to fight again."

After saying that, he turned into divine light and flew up directly.

It was not convenient to withdraw from the battle and fly back to the East, but he arrived on the clouds in the sky, in a posture of looking down at the battle.

Looking directly below, he happened to see the scene of Daoist Danhuo releasing several red fire dragons.

Opposite him was another Daoist, who also seemed to be an alchemist, taking out an alchemy furnace with extremely strong spiritual aura, opening the alchemy furnace, aiming at that side, and actually directly loading these fire dragons into it.

Just after closing the alchemy furnace, he suddenly heard a sentence:

"Daoist friend, please open the furnace!"

The alchemy furnace opened again.

Daoist Xuanming took two Divine Generals, one in each hand, and threw them directly into the alchemy furnace.

The Ji Xianren in the Clouds, who was also invited by the Heavenly Venerable, was chasing him, and he did not dare to stay long. In the blink of an eye, he flew away again, leaving only one sentence:

"Daoist friend in the clouds, we once sat together drinking and watching the fun two hundred years ago. Why are you chasing me like this this time?"

"Daoist brother, don't blame this poor Daoist. It is truly the Purple Emperor's order!"

"The Purple Emperor suppresses demons and monsters. Can your immortal crane escape?"

"This poor Daoist came here for this!"

Did these two actually know each other?

Husheng Husheng Zhenjun Qingmiao shifted his gaze and looked further away, seeing Mother Qingmu fighting with a Daoist who rolled up his sleeves and trouser legs, looking like an old farmer.

Mother Qingmu held a green jade scratching staff, which was a jade ruyi. The head of the staff pointed in different directions. Raising it upward meant thunder and lightning, pointing downward meant countless green wind blades in the air, pointing to the left meant green light turning into ropes gathering from all directions to bind the Daoist, and pointing to the right meant green fire rising on her body.

Counting it, this Mother Qingmu could be considered powerful.

But that Daoist was also unusually remarkable. Facing Mother Qingmu, not only did he not fall behind, but he also used the other of the pair of silver rings from Lingzhi Sanren to counterattack, having exchanges back and forth.

"Third Third Shixiong!"

Someone in the distance suddenly shouted.

Sound transmission technique?

Husheng Husheng Zhenjun Qingmiao followed the sound and looked, seeing it was the female Daoist holding a sword. Among these people, opposite the Nine Heavens, she and the eight-tailed white fox had the strongest combat power.

At this time, she was holding a large seal and covering the void.

Suddenly, spiritual light swung open.

From Husheng Husheng Zhenjun Qingmiao's angle, he could see that the spiritual light seemed to become a seal, written with the six ancient characters "Edict to stop wind and thunder in the universe."

Under the edict, the wind and thunder stopped!

In this way, the momentum of the thunder cloud under the female Daoist's feet was gone, and her agility was also gone by three points, but half of the four miraculous powers in Mother Qingmu's jade ruyi were gone.

The Daoist like an old farmer did not let go of this opportunity, immediately throwing out the silver rings in his hand, turning into countless silver rings as large as carriage wheels to open the way for him, while he himself turned into a breeze and suddenly disappeared into the long sky.

Husheng Husheng Zhenjun Qingmiao knew as soon as he saw it that Mother Qingmu was in danger.

Although these True Immortals in Mount Yishan were cultivators who attained the Dao, they attained the Dao in troubled times, as if they had been prepared for a long time. Although their experience in fighting and struggling was not as good as these True Lords and martial gods, it far exceeded ordinary immortals.

Sure enough—

Mother Qingmu held the jade ruyi and turned it upside down, but there was no thunder, lightning, or green wind blades. She had already lost her sense of proportion. Seeing the silver rings rotating and arriving close, she had to hold the jade ruyi and wave it to the left, and countless green ropes appeared out of thin air, one after another winding around the silver rings.

Whoosh! A breeze blew her hair!

The Daoist appeared behind her and slapped down with his hand, actually performing the deeds of a Husheng Husheng Zhenjun martial god with the body of a Daoist.

That old immortal was terrified and hurriedly raised the jade ruyi to block.

"Bang..."

Such a treasure actually became powder.

Between the two sides fighting, there was sword light colliding in the rear. A giant eight-tailed white fox flew past, and the entire Lotus Mountain stood up from the ground, turning into a giant two hundred zhang tall. And Yili Shenjun Giant Defense saw this and also grew taller, from his thirty-zhang-tall true form to nearly two hundred zhang tall. Both sides seemed to stand between heaven and earth, filling the mortal realm. Every punch was a collision that shook the heavens and earth, and every step taken made the earth shake and the mountains sway.

The stone peak bamboo forest in the West Sea Grand Canyon was pushed down in pieces, and the sword energy swung by Yili Shenjun Long Snake slashed across the waist of Tiandoufeng and came out from the other side.

Further away, under the Mount Yishan Mountain Yili Shenjun, the four great protectors—Green Lion, White Elephant, Tuolong, and Black Bear—along with several protectors from Mount Feng, twelve Long Bo bean soldiers, were fighting fiercely with many Celestial Soldiers and Divine Generals.

It was truly heaven collapsing and earth cracking, with the sun and moon losing their light.

Even Husheng Husheng Zhenjun Qingmiao had to click his tongue in wonder when he saw it.