Sima Mingkong didn't even have time to perform the Seven Coiled Snake Songs for which he was famous, before his body was swallowed up by the phantom of the divine dragon.
Master Ziyang used the power of the formation to gain the upper hand. He killed Master Chongmiao with one sword and killed his Seven-Colored Deer. He even used the Divine Dragon Proud Sword Technique to wrap up Sima Mingkong in one fell swoop.
Yue Guangzu was only a few feet away from Sima Mingkong. When he raised a long sword and struck at the phantom of the dragon, the phantom disintegrated first, and the figure of Ziyang Zhenren appeared in mid-air. But Sima Mingkong below stood there blankly, a piece of ice and snow hit his face, and with a bang, the figure turned into countless pieces of meat and fell to the ground. Because it was frozen, no blood actually came out.
Master Ziyang turned into a ray of light and returned to the altar. He glanced at the audience and sighed softly: "Death is not a pity."
Although the words were spoken softly, they still reached the ears of Yue Guangzu and others clearly.
Yue Guangzu's eyes twitched slightly, and a look of anger appeared on his face. Sima Mingkong's death came so suddenly, and he couldn't save him in time. Firstly, it was because Sima Mingkong was the lowest among the four, and secondly, he didn't think of Master Ziyang. Being so powerful in the Falling Water Galaxy Formation, Zong Heng Lai and Go is definitely not a match for one person. He was determined to have a battle with Master Ziyang, but he didn't have much hope for the outcome. It should be known that Master Ziyang was just one person performing sword techniques. If, as Xuan Chunzi said, the swords in this formation Dharma can be superimposed on each other, so with the help of others, how powerful can Master Ziyang become.
Yue Guangzu was still weighing whether to take action, but there was a sound of wind behind him, and a man with a sword fled back. Yue Guangzu looked back and saw that it was Xuan Chunzi who had fled without fighting and left without saying a word. Looking at the disciples he had brought behind him, many of them were already lying dead on the spot, all of whom had been hacked to death and injured by the sacrificial swords of Kunlun disciples on the surrounding high platforms. The remaining people all looked panicked, trembling slightly under the flying snow.
"Alas!" Yue Guangzu sighed softly, thinking that the Four Spirits and All-Seeing Formation was really powerful. He had undoubtedly bitten a hard bone. Others had picked three large formations that could not be activated to break, but he encountered the fallen Galaxy Formation. , and Ziyang Zhenren personally presided over it. Although his mount was not afraid of rain, snow, ice and frost, others were not so capable. They were defeated as soon as they fought. It seems that this battle cannot be broken without the help of experts. . Fortunately, all Kunlun's Four Spirits and Vientiane Formations cannot be activated. Otherwise, no matter how many people like him come, it will be useless and they will just be used for training.
Yue Guangzu waved his sword and shouted: "Retreat!" He led the people to retreat. He came with great pride, but now he leaves like a lost dog.
The Kunlun disciples on the high platform cheered, everyone was shocked, and their confidence in the upcoming fight was greatly increased. It turned out that the opponent was nothing more than that. With the protection of the falling water Galaxy Formation, there was nothing to be afraid of. Cangzhen Taoist Master Leng Xianzi, who was standing with Master Ziyang, also showed a smile, relieved his worries, and congratulated Master Ziyang one after another.
There was no smile on Master Ziyang's face. He just nodded and said in a deep voice: "There is no need to be happy. Yue Guangzu is willing to lead people to Kunlun Mountain. People will not dare to come based on this alone. There must be something to rely on."
Taoist Cangzhen said bitterly: "No matter what he has to rely on, just teach him to kill as many as he comes, and they will all be killed under the falling water Galaxy Formation."
"Everyone, please take a rest and carry down the people who were killed or injured below and take good care of them. After all, these people can't help themselves and act according to orders. There is no need to commit more crimes."
Although Taoist Cangzhen and Qingyi Fairy Leng Yuhan disagreed, Master Ziyang insisted on doing so and had to tell his disciples to do it.
Master Ziyang got off the back of Lu Wu Divine Beast, stood under the high platform, holding purple lightning in his hand, closing his eyes to rest. Anyone who sees his majestic figure will feel reassured, thinking that this crisis in Kunlun will be as bad as thousands of others. Just like the several catastrophes encountered in the past century, they passed through it safely.
As soon as Yue Guangzu came out of the formation, he saw countless figures shaking in front of him, several times more than when he entered the formation.
There are a few people at the front of these people who are dressed differently from the others. They wear dharma crowns and yellow robes, and hold huge vajra pestles in their hands. They are all very powerful. Surrounded by these people, a tall figure was sitting on a stone bench. This man has a handsome face and raised eyebrows. He does not look old, but has the unique charm of an adult man. What was even more astonishing was the profound aura emanating from him.
Yue Guangzu was startled when he saw it. He hurriedly turned over and got off the Mo Qilin. He walked to the front and bowed and saluted: "I didn't know that the Grand Master was here. I missed you from afar. I hope you will forgive me." The attitude was respectful. , not daring to be careless in the slightest.
"Master Yue, there is no need to be polite." He waved his hand gently, and Yue Guangzu stood aside politely, while Master Chongmiao and Xuan who came out earlierChunzi also stood behind him, silently.
The person who came was none other than the Great Ping Lun Dharma King who was almost seriously injured by Hall Master Cang's Seven Nail-Headed Arrows. But at this moment, he didn't look hurt at all. Behind him, in addition to the six guardians holding vajras, there were also several monks in monk's robes, all with swords on their waists, giving them a fierce appearance. Behind the monks were some other members of the hall, including Madam Li and Madam Miao.
"Master Yue entered the battle once, but did he gain anything?" the master's voice asked slowly.
"I feel ashamed to say that my Dao skills are low and I failed to break out of the formation. Instead, I killed Dao Brother Sima and lost many disciples."
"Is this formation difficult to break?"
"It is indeed extraordinary. This Four Spirits and All-Seeing Formation is the last means of protection for Kunlun, and it is the great formation that relies on to preserve its foundation. Although it is not as good as before, it is extremely powerful in operation and is still difficult to resist." Yue Guangzu told the truth, and did not want to have any What reservations.
The master nodded, with a flash of light in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "In that case, let me help Master Yue." He whispered a few times to one of the protectors holding a vajra, and the protector bowed He stepped back, and soon a carriage ran out from the crowd behind him. The car was pulled by two tall horses, and the wheels crushed the ground. A car mark appeared on the soft parts, and a dull bumping sound was made on the hard parts, as if the car body was very heavy. The chariot driver, wearing a cloak, with a red mole on his forehead and a fierce expression, turned out to be the divine envoy.
The divine messenger jumped out of the car, knelt on the ground in front of the master and said, "The Dharma King is above, and I have brought him here."
The master said: "Bring him down."
"yes."
The envoy stood up and walked back to the carriage. Only then did everyone realize that not only the door of the carriage was closed, but the curtains were also drawn tightly, so that nothing could be seen inside. The angel walked to the front of the carriage, stretched out his hand to grab the door, and pulled hard. With a bang, the door was opened. It turned out that the car door was made of iron and was very heavy.
As soon as the car door opened, the envoy hurriedly took a step back, seemingly a little scared, and said toward the car: "Come out, I have something to do."
No one in the car answered, but someone could be heard gasping, and then the car body shook, as if the people in the car stood up, then the car body shook, footsteps were heard, and someone finally walked out of the car.
A big hand grabbed the door sill with a bang, and then the figure flickered, and a tall and burly body emerged from the open door.
The sun is pouring down
The man raised his head and looked at the sun. It seemed that he had not seen the sun for a long time. His eyes were slightly narrowed and he could hardly open them. It took a while to get used to it, and he lowered his head again, silently looking ahead, his tall and straight body motionless.
Lord God¡¯s Envoy shouted: ¡°Get off the car!¡±
The figure stepped out of the carriage blankly, followed the Lord God Envoy, and came straight to the master. When the godless eyes saw the master, a hint of intelligence finally flashed through his eyes, and his body trembled and trembled slightly.
The master frowned slightly, quickly drew a magic formula, and punched it forward. The magic formula was immediately imprinted on the figure's chest. The trembling figure finally stabilized, with a meek look in his eyes, his knees softened, and he knelt down in front of the master.
Mrs. Li, who was watching from the crowd at the back, could see clearly. When the figure looked up at the sun, the outline of his face was clearly visible. She couldn't help but cover her mouth in surprise, and said infatuatedly: "Li Leader Li!"