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Text Chapter 298: Join forces to fight, Demonic Clouds

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    It is said that the giant city in the sky is flying closer and closer, and the endless ice wind and thunder are whistling and circling around the city wall, seemingly trying to scatter the nine-color Qingyun in one fell swoop.  Ancestor Tuntian¡¯s beard and hair were spread out, and Dao Gangqi surrounded his body. He held the East Emperor Bell with both hands, and sacrificed nine bronze bells in succession to protect the monks on the top of the cloud.  Although Xuandu Zi, the leader of the Kunlun Immortal Sect, has a gentle face and doesn't talk much on weekdays, he is unambiguous when he makes a move.  I saw him playing out the Hundred True Secrets, and the Kunlun Mirror turned into a round of bright light with a radius of dozens of feet and slowly rose. In an instant, the stars in the sky were moving, the sky was dark, and the stars in the sky were listed.  This innate treasure mirror seemed to cut off the Ming River across the night sky, and the mighty bright torrent flew out and swept straight towards the giant city in the sky.  Chunyang Zhenren, the leader of the Zhongnan Immortal Sect, knew something. His Jiuli Demon Refining Pot was far inferior to the Donghuang Bell in terms of defense, and its offensive capabilities were inferior to the Kunlun Mirror. However, it was unique in its ability to suppress evil spirits and heretics.  The world.  Looking at the obelisk covered with silver patterns in the center of the Huyi giant city, coupled with the strange eyes of magic fire rising from the top, it looks like the core spiritual hub of the giant city in the sky. If the obelisk can be shattered with one blow,  , annihilating the Flame Demonic Eye, maybe this huge city will fall into the yellow sand.  After making up his mind, he saw Master Chunyang making a finger, and the demon refining pot turned into a five-color demon refining true fire. Like a rainbow that split the sky, it penetrated through the layers of wind walls and slammed into the obelisk tower.  go.  The three great innate treasures showed their power, and the huge city in the sky controlled by the barbarian strangers also showed its fierce methods.  But I saw that nearly a hundred spires and towers in the city were all emitting dazzling light. Tornadoes, ice winds, thunder tides, sky-burning fires, meteorites and meteors emerged one by one. Wherever the troll eye looked, these  Wherever the incredible Hu Yi magic pours.  Although the power of this strange technique cannot be compared with the Kunlun Mirror's Dutian Minghe Divine Light and the five-color demon refining fire of the Demon Refining Pot, hundreds of different techniques swarmed in and intertwined into a colorful giant net. The four masters on Chao Qingyun  Under the hood, people really dare not be scornful.  Ancestor Tuntian straightened his back and held the sky with both hands. The mighty sound of the Donghuang Bell resounded throughout the world. Every sound of the Hongzhong Dalu vibrated out, eclipsing all the barbarian magic.  The divine light of the Dutianming River in the Kunlun Mirror is like a Dinghai divine needle inserted in the raging waves of Hu Yi magic. Wherever that pillar of divine light sweeps, there are five qi boiling, the vacuum is shattered, and the violent heaven and earth Yuan Qi are swept away.  Stir into chaos.  Among the three masters, the most difficult one is Chunyang Master of Zhongnan Immortal Sect.  He hid a ray of spiritual thought in the Jiuli Demon Refining Pot, used the magic weapon to suppress all kinds of foreign magic, and ran towards the central tower to attack Huanglong.  However, the condescending troll eyes had already glimpsed this indomitable five-color demon refining true fire, and countless foreign magic techniques rushed forward to shake the innate divine pot that came through the sky.  But the five-color true fire is like an indestructible arrow. When the ice wind blows, it tears apart the wind wall. When the lightning strikes, it smashes the thunder. When a huge boulder hits, it splits the stone into powder. The raging fire burns happily and is not afraid. The momentum is straight.  Take the central obelisk.  Jiuli Demon Refining Pot is known as one of the top ten artifacts in ancient times. Although it is not afraid of the attacks of Hu Yi magic, the ray of out-of-body spiritual thoughts of Master Chunyang is like being beaten repeatedly by a heavy hammer.  Several times, if Master Chunyang hadn't gritted his teeth and held on, that ray of spiritual thought would have shattered and dissipated, and all the efforts made in trying to take the head of the enemy chief among the thousands of troops would have been wasted.  Ancestor Tuntian was afraid that the true energy in his chest would be leaked, so he did not dare to speak. He turned his head and made a look, ordering Grandma Dixin to go over and help Master Chunyang.  But the heart-wrenching grandma didn't know how dangerous the situation was at this time. She still couldn't let go of her grudge. She frowned slightly, hesitated for a few breaths, and didn't really move.  It wasn¡¯t until Ancestor Tuntian¡¯s face darkened, and grandma was heartbroken to see her ancestor angry, that she nodded reluctantly.  She walked slowly to Master Chunyang, put out her jade hand on the shoulder of Master Zhongnan, and wanted to transfer her true energy to Master Chunyang.  But the arrogant and arrogant Master Chunyang does not want to be favored by the Demon Sect at all, and he will not tolerate the demon sect's witches getting involved with him.  As soon as Grandma Dixin's fingers touched Chunyangzi's shoulder, he immediately showed a disgusted expression, waved his arm violently, and pushed Grandma Dixin's palm aside as if shaking off mud splashed on his body.  Grandma Dixin pursed her lips, but she did not dare to disobey her ancestor's wishes. She turned her hand and tried to press Master Chunyang's arm, but Master Chunyang suddenly turned around and gave Grandma Dixin a fierce look.  , gritted his teeth and scolded in a cold voice: "Vicious woman, don't touch me!" I reluctantly came to help, but received such an insult, my grandma immediately felt aggrieved.  She raised her eyebrows, rolled her almond-shaped eyes, and opened her mouth to curse back.  But at this moment, a muffled sound of thunder and explosion suddenly came from in front of the giant city in the sky. Master Chunyang's face suddenly darkened, his body swayed violently, his throat twitched, and with a "guwa" sound, he spit out a big mouthful  blood. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?Grandma didn't know what was going on, so she quickly moved away, but saw that Master Chunyang didn't even bother to wipe the blood on his mouth. His eyes were wide open, bloodshot eyes appeared on his eyes, veins on his forehead were jumping, and his hands were changing several fingers.  Jue, he shouted sternly: "Break it for me!" I heard another loud noise that shook the earth. Master Chunyang's seven orifices overflowed with blood, his knees went weak, and he fell on the head of the cloud, but he kept pinching his fingers in his hands.  Never let go.  It turns out that just when he was exhaling and drinking away his heart-wrenching grandmother, the momentum of the Jiuli Demon Refining Pot stagnated slightly, and two figures suddenly flew out from the giant black city and launched attacks directly at the Demon Refining Pot.  The person in front of him was the handsome blond man in red robe. He turned his hands and shot out three green fireballs floating behind his head. Thousands of lines of fire were pulled out in the air, forming a cage of rising green fire.  Jiuli Demon Refining Pot was trapped in it.  The blazing green fire gathered in the middle and suppressed the five-color demon refining true fire.  And following closely behind was the flaming monster holding a giant hammer.  Clouds of fire erupted from the strange man's body. He swung the hammer with both hands and hit the demon refining pot with the force of a mountain.  Three days ago, Qing Yanzi almost trapped the flame monster to death with a demon refining pot. The hateful blow at this time could really change the color of the world.  The giant hammer collided with the treasure pot, and the violent storm that burst out caused the Huyi strangers and the northwest group of cultivators to fly up and down in mid-air like withered grass and fallen leaves, and several formations were thrown into chaos.  The Hu and Han armies on the ground were all submerged in the sand and dust, and countless people were crawling in a hurry to fight for their lives.  A mouthful of true energy gathered in the chest of Zhongnan Master Chunyang Zhenren was dispersed by the huge force of the shock. The turbid energy rushed up against a ball of reverse blood. If he had not vomited it in time, he would have been seriously injured.  .  It should be noted that Zhongnan Chunyangzi was a famous Taoist sect in Kyushu. He sacrificed the treasure of the sect and fought with others. In front of everyone, he was beaten until he vomited blood and was injured. How could he swallow such a breath?  He hurriedly collected his energy and revived the five-color demon refining true fire, hoping to break through the jade fire prison in one fell swoop and capture the flame monster into the pot.  But there is a tacit understanding between the two Hu Yi demigod masters in advancing and retreating.  The handsome man with blond hair in red robe waved his hand, and the jade fire prison suddenly dissipated, allowing the demon refining pot to fall into the empty space with a violent impact.  Just when Master Chunyang was stunned, and his old strength was doing his best to make a living, the flame monster rushed in with a diagonal thrust, and hit the belly of the demon refining pot arbitrarily with his second hammer.  This moment can completely disperse the five-color demon-refining true fire. The body of the demon-refining pot is exposed, and the pure soul of Chunyang attached to it is in danger.  Chunyang Zhenzi's body was full of energy, and his eyes, ears, nose, mouth, and seven orifices were full of blood, but he had no time to clean it up. In desperation, he could only sit on the clouds, pinching his fingers and doing tricks, trying to take his treasure back to him, and wait.  After calming down his energy and blood, he made his next plan.  Seeing that the situation on Master Chunyang's side was not good, Master Xuandu, the head of Kunlun, hurriedly turned the Kunlun mirror to save the demon refining pot.  But the other two Hu Yi demigod masters also flew out, and a sky-covering vine wall and a skull filled with black energy appeared out of thin air, blocking the divine light of Dutian Minghe River.  Ancestor Tuntian sighed in his heart. He had good intentions and ordered his grandma to help Chunyang Master, but in the end he was self-defeating and made the situation more dangerous.  If Master Chunyang suffered any damage, or even if something went wrong with the Jiuli Demon Refining Pot, then the cause and effect would be too big.  Regardless of whether the barbarians in front of them can fight back or not, the hatred between the Zhongnan Immortal Sect and the Northwest Demonic Sect will never stop until one side is cut off.  For the current plan, no matter what, we must first help Master Chunyang to take back the Jiuli Demon Refining Pot.  Ancestor Tuntian pushed forward with both hands, and the Donghuang Bell flew out from the Nine-Colored Qingyun. With a strange roar, it turned into a ball of green light meteors and crashed straight towards the flaming monster.  "Old Niuzi, you really don't know good from evil!" The heart-wrenching grandma also knew that she was now entangled in cause and effect. She spat hatefully at Master Chunyang, twisted her waist and stepped on the black clouds to rise up, her hands turned into claws,  He jumped forward and attacked the half-human, half-elk Hu Yi demigod master.  Master Kunlun Xuandu and Patriarch Tuntian tried their best. They not only had to neutralize all kinds of barbarian magic that surged out from the giant city in the sky, but also entangled the three demigod masters so that Master Chunyang could  Recall the Demon Refining Pot.  The two innate treasures and the three Huyi demigod masters fought back and forth for several rounds. Ancestor Tuntian gave up ten years of true cultivation and knocked out ninety-nine and eighty-one awe-inspiring sounds of heaven, which forced the three of them to fight.  A Hu Yi demigod master retreated to the city for a while. Master Chunyang took the opportunity to fish it out with both hands, and the demon refining pot flew back to the Nine Color Qingyun.  The crisis was finally resolved here, but the heart-wrenching grandma could not stop the half-human, half-elk Hu Yi demigod master.  The two of them fought for more than thirty moves in an instant. Every time they exchanged a move, the demigod master pressed forward ten feet, and the heart-wrenching grandma also hurriedly retreated ten feet.  Waiting for her to hold on until the demon refining pot flew back to the nineQingyun, Grandma Digging Heart wanted to escape, but the demigod master raised his arms and waved, and thousands of black vines shot out from the void, like countless iron whips, towards Grandma Digging Heart.  Beat him all over his head and face.  I heard the sound of cracking bones, and my heart-wrenching grandma was like a kite with its string broken, spinning and falling back to the nine-color happy clouds.  It was pitiful that she had such a charming and beautiful appearance, but now she was beaten beyond recognition, her body was covered in black blood, bruises and swelling, her limbs were twisted and soft, and her bones were broken into countless pieces.  Ancestor Tuntian hurriedly blew out a breath of his life energy, trying to protect the foundation of Grandma Dixin's body from damage, but he saw that many tiny vines suddenly sprouted from the cracked flesh of Grandma Dixin's body. In just a blink of an eye,  In the meantime, just like making rice dumplings, Grandma Dixin¡¯s whole body was wrapped into a takraw ball.  Master Chunyang also knew in his heart that it was all because of his paranoid thoughts that caused the chaos.  He sighed, raised his hand to make a secret, and printed a series of eighteen Taiyi Golden Light Forbidden Talismans on the sepak takraw ball, causing the vines to wither and turn into a wooden shell, wrapping the body of Grandma Dixin.  The bones and flesh will not fall apart.  Ancestor Tuntian snorted coldly at Master Chunyang, put away the sepak takraw ball with a flick of his sleeves, and turned his head without saying a word.  The huge city in the sky of the Hu Yi people is still approaching Jiucai Qingyun. The three masters are resisting it, using their magic talismans to go back to the mountain to summon reinforcements, while riding the clouds to retreat.  This situation looked like a giant beast spewing out strange lights of various colors, chasing a poor colorful sparrow flying across the sky.  Soon after, several senior masters from Zhongnan Immortal Sect, Kunlun Immortal Sect, and Northwest Demonic Sect Tianshan Master came to the wind and landed next to the three real masters.  Relying on the power of the three innate treasures, the northwest Taoist monks on the clouds finally regained their decline. The nine-color Qingyun once again expanded to a radius of fifty miles, confronting the giant city in the sky. From time to time, there were dazzling strange lights on both sides.  Flames criss-crossed, and thunder could be heard.  The four Chihu demigod masters used incredible magical powers to fight with more than a dozen Nine-turn Masters or Xuanzhu monks from the Taoist and Demonic Sects. Although they defended more and attacked less, they were backed by a giant city in the sky and  The Flame Demonic Eye was not at a disadvantage for a while.  But at this time, from the black stone gate on the ground, Hu Yi demons who exuded energy that was not weaker than half-gods walked out one after another.  Although Zhongnan Immortal Sect¡¯s Quanzhen Demon-Suppressing Formation and Kunlun Immortal Sect¡¯s Yaochi Ten Thousand Spirits Formation strangled them with all their strength, even Master Qingyan and Master Cangming dropped their formations to the ground, capturing the Yuan Qi in the underground spiritual veins.  , used to increase the power of the formation, but the bull-headed demons with fleshy wings on their backs walked out in groups from the black stone gate, killing more and more.  The Xiaoxian Zhuxian Sword Formation, which was specially designed to kill demon leaders, was almost unable to support itself.  Three swords cut the Cyclops into two pieces, six swords stabbed to death a green-skinned orc holding a long knife, ten swords cut off three heads of a black-haired monster wolf, the auras of Master Luo Xiu and Wei Xingge  They are all a bit heavy.  The sharpness of the Immortal Killing Sword is unparalleled, and the Small Immortal Killing Sword Formation is indeed the best killing formation in the world, but all of this requires powerful and abundant real energy to promote, but the demon leaders who came out of the black stone gate came one after another, and every time  Each one is more powerful and terrifying than the previous one.  Now this opponent is a man covered in silver armor, holding a silver square-headed hammer, and riding a snow-white eagle.  This man is different from the previous weird-looking monster leaders. He is the reincarnation of the legendary Thunder Lord. His silver square-headed hammer is wrapped with dazzling thunder and lightning. When the hammer is swung down, a bolt of lightning falls from the sky, which is so powerful.  amazing.  This silver-armored man who controls the power of thunder has an aura of power that is almost on par with the four great demigod masters in the sky. His thunder and lightning covers an area of ??ten miles around, hitting wherever he points, and the white-feathered eagle under his feet is flying strangely.  Come on, there is no way to trap him in the Little Zhuxian Sword Formation for a while, so Master Luo Xiu can only use the sky-piercing sword light to fight with him.  But once the sword light is struck by lightning, those stronger than Master Luo Xiu and Wei Xingge will feel as if their spiritual thoughts are struck by thunder, and their brows will sting unbearably, not to mention the demon sect monks behind them.  There were even three green mango swords, but the silver man was still trembling, and the thunder was like rain.  When another powerful aura rushed out from the black stone gate, and a seventy-foot-tall green-skinned giant stepped out of the chaotic void, Master Luo Xiu and Wei Xingge both sighed secretly, their hearts sinking.  Several rays of light flew out of the nine-color Qingyun, and three or five masters from Zhongnan, Kunlun, and Mozong each came to rush for help.  Master Qingyan gathered the Quanzhen Demon-Suppressing Formation and stopped in front of the green-skinned giant, but the giant raised his fists and smashed them hard on the ground, causing nearly a hundred monks to immediately flip over.  As soon as Jiucai Qingyun released its manpower, the situation began to become increasingly tense again.  On the contrary, only the deacons of the Liangzhou Prefecture's Enshrined Pavilion and other cultivators from the northwest sects relied on various formations to entangle with more than a thousand Hu and Yi strangers above the heads of the Hu and Han armies.It was a fairly even fight.  The masters of various sects once again sent out urgent talismans, begging the sect's ancestors who had secluded themselves from the world to come out and come to help defeat the enemy.  The war is raging, life is at stake, and the monks of the two Taoist and Demonic Sects in the northwest are exhausted, but the new reinforcements are still thousands of miles away, and water from afar cannot quench the thirst of the nearer, and in the black stone gate, there are constantly an army of demons and monsters.  The peerless strong man walked out and saw that the balance of victory in this battle had tilted heavily towards the Hu Yi people.  At this moment, a thin line of black smoke suddenly emerged from the black stone gate, and an inconspicuous red-eyed crow spread its wings and flew out.  The bird fluttered up to the giant city in the sky and croaked a few times. In its claws, it was holding a small, thin-necked engraved crystal vase, with half a bottle of gray water floating in it.  In this turbid and sticky water, there was a vaguely walnut-sized skull floating in the water.  As soon as they saw the crow appearing with the crystal bottle, the Hu Yi master who was half human and half elk and the handsome man with red robe and blond hair immediately turned pale. The two of them hurriedly made a feint, abandoning the monk in front of them, and headed towards this person desperately.  A red-eyed crow pounced.  But the beast-headed man holding a bone staff sneaked over, bulged his chest and abdomen, opened his mouth and spat out a large cloud of gray, blocking the two demigod masters in the middle. He turned around and flew to the one first.  In front of the crow.  Just watch him pick up the crystal bottle, with a particularly ferocious and weird smile on his face, and suddenly throw his hand and throw the crystal plate into the giant city in the sky, smashing it into pieces.  As soon as the gray water in the bottle splashed open, it immediately turned into a huge gray cloud. In the cloud, a skull thousands of feet high was revealed.  When the cultivators looked at it, they were all horrified. This seemed to be the horrifying scene when the Sixth Patriarch of Huangquan caused a catastrophe in Kyushu Taoism thousands of years ago, and the fourth "primitive bone demon" emerged from the earth and resurrected.  The various barbaric magics pouring out from the giant city in the sky came to an abrupt end, and the silver lines were extinguished one after another. Even the magic eye swayed, and the blazing flames surrounding it gradually turned gray-white.  The foreigners who were arrayed in front of the temple hall all prostrate themselves on the ground, shaking like chaff.  The four Huyi demigods stopped fighting and stared at the giant city in the sky.  The half-man, half-deer and the blond man in red robes flew several miles away. The two stood side by side with solemn expressions. The beast-headed man holding a bone staff laughed wildly. Only the flame monster remained silent and looked at the man silently.  A gray cloud.  "Where is the monster?" Master Chunyang turned to ask Master Xuandu, but he only saw confusion and a hint of fear in the other person's eyes.  "Anyway, it won't be a good thing! Brothers, prepare to risk your lives!" Ancestor Tuntian sighed, took out a large handful of pills, and stuffed them into his mouth.  Master Chunyang and Master Xuandu both nodded. For the first time in their lives, they took the initiative to stand beside the old demon Tuntian. They each took out the treasured rejuvenation pills and swallowed them without hesitation.
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