Infinite Brilliant Scroll

Chapter 231
The fierce magic power of the immortal way bloomed between the palms of Liu Yongxi's fingers, and the ruddy fingertips suddenly became snow-white, and the nails shone with silver, leaving a silvery white afterimage in the air.

Dai Zong couldn't dodge it, and Shi Xiu, who was on his back, suddenly punched him out.

This punch was exerted within a short distance, and there were still a few old scars on the fist, which were the traces left by Shi Xiu's fighting on the battlefield. His body, which had not healed from serious injuries, added a bit of heroism and cruelty to this punch. momentum!
The turbid air was wrapped around the fist like a dark red flame, and with a bang, it hit Liu Yongxi's palm.

Liu Yongxi swayed his arm slightly, and a few strands of carefully groomed beard under his chin were blown by the wind of the fist, and the crane cloak fluttered.

Dai Zong and Shi Xiu rolled back and forth in mid-air.

The bodies of the two of them showed a long scar in the boundless mist. Dai Zong straightened his waist, his legs stirred in the mist, and stabilized his figure. He carried Shi Xiu on his back and changed to the opposite direction. escape.

It's just that they escaped not far away, and at the end of the fog, they saw Liu Yongxi's figure again.

This Liu Yongxi, who is known as the real person who refers to the fan of Qingliang Dharma Realm, has a pure immortal cultivation base, and complements the formation knowledge of Taoism's Eight Gates of Life and Death, Nine Palaces of Flying Stars, and Qimen Dunjia. Those stalagmites are the stakes he used to set up the array.

Once the stalagmite circle is set up, even if thousands of elite cavalry charge, they will be turned upside down and lost their way without knowing it.

Although Dai Zong's magical technique is tyrannical, if the environment around him has been unconsciously shifted, no matter how fast he runs, he is just sending himself into the hands of the enemy.

Shi Xiu lay on Dai Zong's shoulder, the blood from between his mouth and nose stained the clothes on Dai Zong's right shoulder, and said vaguely: "Didn't the big leader give you a small drum?"

"In my arms."

Dai Zong said anxiously, "But last time I used the power of a sword to escape, at least I knew the direction. This time, no matter where I go, I seem to be approaching Taoist Liu. Xiaogu only has one chance. If the timing is wrong, we But it's completely screwed."

Shi Xiu's voice was low and weak, but her tone was very calm, and said: "If you don't use it again, there is no chance. Don't change direction this time, just go straight forward."

"The so-called snake venom is fierce and kills people at every turn. Within ten steps, there must be an antidote. I heard that the Taoism of the immortal family must follow the principles of nature. The place where Liu Yongxi is may be a flaw in the formation. When it rings, try to get past Liu Daoren!"

Dai Zong's heart beat violently when he heard that, that Daoren Liu was so fierce, just looking at the grab just now, his neck was scratched by a nail, he might die, but he actually wanted to rush past him...

But after Shi Xiu said those few words, his voice was gone. Dai Zong noticed that the area of ​​blood on his shoulders was getting bigger and bigger. After all, he didn't dare to delay any longer. Speed ​​up.

The small drum was originally the size of a baby's fist, but after he took it out from his arms, it seemed to be stimulated by the magic power of the immortal in the mist, and it grew in the wind, the kind of waist drum that can only be played by a strong man.

The Eight Winds Bronze Drum was shaken, accelerated with a bang, and flew away from Dai Zong's hand. Layers of sound waves piled up around the Bronze Drum, and it slammed into Liu Yongxi with unparalleled strength.

Before Liu Yongxi actually encountered this blow, he heard the sound of the drum, and felt that his spirit was disturbed, he frowned, and suddenly turned the flowerpot in his hand outward.

His flowerpot is a blue-glazed square pot, only the size of a palm, square and square, with gold and copper wire inlaid portraits of immortal figures on all sides. The mud inside is black and moist, The mud surface is flat, except for a stalagmite growing in the middle.

Just when Liu Yongxi turned the flower pot outward, the stalagmite split suddenly and turned into many lower, shorter and thinner shoots, all over the flower pot, but the flower pot itself seemed Zooming in rapidly.

Dai Zong only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and the surrounding fog disappeared, but he was facing down, rushing towards a piece of dark land.

The Eight Wind Bronze Drum flew in front of him, and hit the land first. The black soil was churning, the rocks were surging, and the stone pillars with different thicknesses and weird pointed heads were scattered in all directions.

Dai Zong adjusted his posture in the air. After the fall, he landed on both feet and stood firmly. He could still feel the soil under his feet being slightly warm.

He looked around and found that although the stone pillars were of different sizes, and the tallest pillar was dozens of times higher than others, they were all divided into sections, some of which looked like old bamboo shoots.

"This..." Dai Zong had guessed something in his heart, and slowly raised his head to look at the sky.

I saw a huge face, occupying the entire sky, with green eyes, looking down here.

Silky hair hangs down from the edge of the giant face, connecting the sky and the earth. From Dai Zong's point of view, every strand of hair is as thick as his waist.

When that strand of hair fluttered, it left deep ravines on the ground, knocking the stone pillars upside down, with such force that it was like a thunderbolt plowing the ground.

Dai Zong tried his best to escape from the sweep of those hairs, his heart was desperate, his face was wrinkled, and he thought happily: "I will be hunted down by such thick hair in the world, maybe I can also be regarded as a head." one. '

He saw Liu Yongxi's face in the sky opened his mouth slightly, as if he was about to blow air here.

When this breath blows down, it is bound to sweep across the flower pot and form a violent storm, which makes it impossible for Dai Zong to avoid it.

"I'll kill it today!"

Dai Zong cursed, his face suddenly changed, "In the future, if a monument is erected for us on Liangshan Mountain, will it be possible to write on the tombstone, a hero all his life, wearing the stars and wearing the moon, was he blown to death by opening his mouth in the end?"

When he was sweating coldly, he saw Liu Yongxi's face in the sky suddenly lifted up, as if he was looking into the distance.

Immediately afterwards, the ground of the flowerpot tilted and once again greeted it outward.

The frenzied flow of lightning and thunder broke through a large swath of fog, unstoppably approached, and crashed head-on into the flowerpot.

On the black ground, Guan Luoyang hovered three inches above the ground with his toes, green air reverberated, then he stepped onto the ground silently, came to Dai Zong's side, helped Shi Xiu down, and pressed his palm on Shi Xiu's vest.

The mighty power turned into the gentlest inaction zhenqi, which infiltrated deeply from Shi Xiu's limbs and bones.

Dai Zong stayed for a while, jumped anxiously, and said, "Oh, Taoist priest, why did you fall here?"

Guan Luoyang said unhurriedly: "If I don't come, I'm afraid Shi Xiu's injuries will accumulate forever."

Dai Zongdao: "But this is Taoist Liu's magic weapon. It's easy to get in, but it's very difficult to get out. Moreover, Taoist Liu has a wonderful magic weapon. As long as he blows here, he can turn our place upside down."

While speaking, Liu Yongxi's face appeared in the sky again, laughing loudly.

"You are Guan Luoyang, you are so stupid?"

"It seems that there is no need to worry too much about Yun Tianbiao. Even if you don't notice it for a while and fall into your tricks, just by your style, you know that the Liangshan grassroots will not succeed in the end."

The blue light in Liu Yongxi's eyes was introverted, and he said, "It's because your skill is really extraordinary, so that you can know that it's not the wind that blows you away today, but the magic power of the Cool Realm that I have cultivated intensively."

He was about to blow out his vitality, when suddenly a gust of wind hit his face, and he quickly raised his head to avoid it.

Even though he flashed so fast, a blue light still flew out, leaving a long and narrow wound on his cheek.

Liu Yongxi rubbed his fingers, and the wound healed up. It couldn't be seen on the outside, but it couldn't really heal. His eyelids twitched.

Guan Luoyang's sword intent was able to break through the boundaries of this magic labyrinth, which surprised Liu Yongxi. He held a flower pot, poured mana into it, and tried to directly use the erosive power in the labyrinth to refine Guan Luoyang and others into pus. water.

He practiced for a while, heard the silence in the flowerpot, and whispered to himself: "It seems that I can't die after practicing this way."

"Who said that?"

A voice came from the flowerpot, "If you stick your head over there again, maybe I'm about to die."

Liu Yongxi's eyelids twitched again, and said with a sneer, "You've already prepared twelve success powers, and you're waiting for me to probe, right?"

With a wave of his sleeve, he dispelled the mist of the outside world, and the few stalagmites that had grown out of nowhere in the field turned into streaks of white light and came to his right palm to form a porcelain cover.

despair!
Liu Yongxi put the lid on neatly, pressing the flowerpot with his palms up and down, tightly fitting the seam, continuously circulating mana to strengthen the seal.

This magic weapon of his seems to be a flower pot, but its real name is "Cool Dharma Realm Bowl". Relatively speaking, it is not good at killing, it is not as good as Chen Xizhen's Heavenly Master's magic sword, nor is it as good as Wang Laozhi The karate supernatural power that is regarded as a treasure - "Fire Dragon Stove Ding Dafa", but it is extremely good at containing and suppressing.

Even though Guan Luoyang could see through the saber intent, it was not so easy for Guan Luoyang to get out of trouble in his real body.

Liu Yongxi made a decision in his heart and asked the cavalry to stand by in the field for the time being, then returned directly to Quancheng, issued orders on the city wall, and ordered people to find the generals Deng Zongbi, Xin Congzhong and others who were in charge of guarding Quancheng.

"Taiwei Yun may have been ambushed, and the situation of the battle is still unknown, but I have suppressed the bandit leader Guan Luoyang, so I invite General Deng to give it a try."

Liu Yongxi said, "This thief is stubborn, and I can't do anything about it easily. If General Deng can kill him, except for this big hidden danger, we can march calmly and join Taiwei Yun."

Deng Zongbi was a careful person, from Liu Yongxi's light words, he could hear that the situation had changed, which was actually quite urgent, and he couldn't help showing a bit of solemnity on his face.

"The general will try his best."

This person wears a black gold helmet and iron armor. His face is like a goat. The pupils in his eyes are quite different from those of ordinary people. They are not round like beans, but angular, hexagonal in shape, faintly purple.

His psychic eyes are not only endowed with extraordinary talent, but later he was taught by a different person to practice supernatural powers. Wherever his eyes look, ghosts and ghosts are terrified, and spirits flee. Using the eyes to cooperate with the frost-edged male and female swords in his hands, it is even more powerful. It is able to ignore the block of the armor and the blade, and directly use the sword to cut the soul.

In the past, the reason why Yun Tianbiao was able to overwhelm Deng Zongbi was often because of his bold and unrestrained sword spirit, his cultivation was as strong as the sea, which forced Deng Zongbi to not get close, and he did not dare to easily let Deng Zongbi come within six feet of him fight.

When dividing the troops, Yun Tianbiao thought that as long as Liu Yongxi joined hands with Deng Zongbi and others who stayed in the city, it would be enough to entangle Guan Luoyang and Lin Lingsu to death, which was not unreasonable.

With Liu Yongxi's magic weapon to suppress the enemy, Deng Zongbi's long sword pierced into it, no matter which position he wanted to stab at the Qingliang Dharma Realm Bowl, it was within the range of "Sword Slashing the Soul".

choke!
Deng Zongbi's two swords were out of their sheaths, his fingers were loose and soft, and they were only gently hooking the hilt of the sword, but when the psychic eyes locked on the cool Dharma Realm Bowl, the energy in his whole body seemed to have turned into curling green smoke, thin Covered on the skin and armor, waiting for the moment when the smoke and cloud sword slashes out completely.

Liu Yongxi slowly opened the cool dharma realm bowl.

At this moment, within the Dharma Realm Bowl, on the black ground, Guan Luoyang had already recovered the Eight Winds Bronze Drum.

Dai Zong put Shi Xiu, who had stabilized from his injuries, on his back again, and watched Guan Luoyang adjust his breath and breath in a leisurely manner.

With such an expression, he couldn't see the slightest embarrassment of being trapped in the enemy's magic weapon. On the contrary, he seemed to be enjoying the quietness here at the right time.

This is the case.

Guan Luoyang fought a battle, and after grabbing part of Yun Tianbiao's skills, he rushed over at full speed, and had not had time to refine and regain his energy. The wound on his right shoulder has not healed until now, which is a clear proof.

Liu Yongxi's magic weapon is an excellent place for him to retreat. The pressure from the outside world will help him adjust his state, treat one second as if it were ten seconds, and efficiently operate the Heavenly Demon Mind.

Dai Zong waited beside him anxiously, for fear that Guan Luoyang would be suddenly attacked by Liu Yongxi's magic at the critical moment of recuperating his injuries.

But most of the things in the world are like this, the more you are afraid of something, the more you get more and more.

In the dark sky, a ray of skylight suddenly appeared.

The huge sword that traversed the sky slanted down from the light, pressing on Guan Luoyang like attacking an ant.

Dai Zong didn't even have time to remind him of this sword.

A huge deep pit had been pierced out of the black ground, and Guan Luoyang was pressed to the bottom of the deep pit by the giant sword, so he couldn't even see a shadow.

Within the range visible to the naked eye, all the soil and stone pillars were affected by the force of the sword, causing fluctuations.

Dai Zong's figure moved instantly, stepping on the waves of earth and air, and retreated. Although he was worried about Guan Luoyang's situation, he knew that in this case, keeping himself and staying away from him was a useful choice.

What made him feel a little relieved was that he had already seen streaks of cyan lightning flashing under the giant sword.

On the wall of Quancheng, many soldiers will focus on the small cool Dharma Realm Bowl.

Deng Zongbi pierced with his sword, his eyes relaxed slightly.

Seeing the change in his expression, Xin Congzhong and the others immediately shouted, "I've been stabbed!"

Liu Yongxi also smiled and said, "Okay... No!!"

boom----

The cyan thunder and lightning roared out along the sword body, and the electric light was boiling, flickering, and expanding, only opening a line of cool Dharma Realm Bowl, and a bigger gap was forcefully pushed up.

A hand protruded from the Dharma Realm Bowl and grabbed the edge of the flowerpot.

Subtle lightning had flowed along the air, and before many soldiers could react, it flowed across the entire city wall, and everyone felt indescribable panic and palpitations.

The hand sticking out of the flowerpot was already the size of a normal person's palm.

When the second hand was also stretched out, Liu Yongxi shouted loudly, cast a spell with his sleeves, and threw the refreshing Dharma Realm Bowl far outside the city.

The flower pot exploded in the air just as it flew away from the city wall.

Guan Luoyang's figure appeared, accompanied by thousands of fierce lightning bolts, long and short lightning bolts, all of which exploded from his body, blasting all over this section of the city wall in no particular order.

All the defenders on the city wall of Quancheng were blown away by the lightning blast and fell to the inside and outside of the city.

Dai Zong next to him carried Shi Xiu on his back, tacitly silent, stepped on the air, and avoided to go outside the city.

The right half of Deng Zongbi's body was sore and numb from the explosion just now, and now he took a step forward, stabbing Guan Luoyang with the five-foot long sword in his left hand.

The sword was like a phantom, piercing through many solid substances, and piercing straight into Guan Luoyang's chest.

In the practice of immortality and magic, it is important to protect the soul with the body. Deng Zongbi's psychic sword can be said to perfectly bypass the enemy's strengths and hit the vital point directly.

He thought he had missed his previous sword strike, but this sword had already hit the target, but the point of the sword just pierced half an inch into his body before it froze.

Deng Zongbi's psychic eyes trembled in shock, and he shouted, "You soul..."

Among the people he had killed before, the souls were the most solid, but they were like steel knives and golden seals. The souls of ordinary soldiers on the battlefield were as fragile as tender grass. After being hit by his sword, he was completely unharmed.

However, today, the psychic sword seems to... broke the dam and angered a thunder pool!
Even more violent lightning than before erupted from the place where the sword was stabbed in Guan Luoyang's chest. The fried Deng Zongbi was covered in smoke and smelled of charcoal, and flew backwards.

"Have a frenzy!"

Xin Congzhong wielded Zhangba Snake Spear to kill him, and he was also a brave general. In addition to the Snake Spear, he also had hidden dart stunts. He tried a hundred spirits on the battlefield.

Guan Luoyang raised his palm and received the stab from his snake spear, his wrist trembled slightly, and he turned his palm and pressed it across the air.

The weight of Xin Congzhong's body soared, his armor, facial features and hair became blurred. The bricks and stones of the city wall under his feet, like tofu, were crushed by him and sank directly to the root of the wall.

Liu Yongxi's magic weapon had just been blown up, so he had no time to cast a spell, so he fought Guan Luoyang hard with his immortal foundation alone.

Yu Chong, who fought against each other with his palms, soared up to the sky, resounding against the clouds, under the feet of the two of them, half of the city wall collapsed directly, blasting out a huge wave of smoke and dust, pouring out of the city.

Guan Luoyang drifted back a certain distance in the air.

Liu Yongxi only felt that half of his body was going to fall apart, and he couldn't help being shocked, and wanted to retreat.

He has a noble status, and as one of the four most famous Dao officials in Bianliang, let alone a defeat, even if the entire spring city is occupied, it is not worth his hard work here.

Immortal vitality, steaming like clouds, Liu Yongxi soared into the clouds and drove straight into the sky.

The cyan electric light also shoots into the clouds from the ground, the clouds surge, and the blue lightning sweeps across the sky.

"Your people have been saved, the soldiers and horses who attacked Liangshan must not be able to make it, and the spring city will be given to you, so why should you pursue so hard?"

"I heard that Bianliang Taoist officials are like clouds and fierce generals are like rain. I am really afraid that I will be too difficult to kill in the future, so I have to ask you to die first."

"Do you think I'm really at the end of my rope?"

The immortal primordial essence that flew across the sky became dirty, and a black color appeared between the snow-white clouds.

Dark clouds and white clouds are intertwined, and bamboo shoots like pillars stand in the sky.

With the formation in the sky, Liu Yongxi's momentum skyrocketed.

The dark clouds and white clouds intertwined and changed, mysterious and ups and downs, which lasted for a quarter of an hour, and countless people in the spring city were already alarmed.

Guo Jing looked at the distant sky in Liu's residence, touched the brocade box containing three dragon and tiger pills in his hand, and hesitated again and again.

The clouds suddenly broke, and Qingdian roared out.

In the dark blue thunder, someone seemed to have glanced this way. Guo Jing was like a frightened bird. With a flick of dust, his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

When Guan Luoyang reappeared, he was holding Liu Yongxi's body in his hand, spat out a mouthful of blood, and had already stepped in front of Liu's residence.

When he took a step forward, whatever was blocking him, whether it was a courtyard wall, a high gate, or a house, were distorted by gravity and crumbled like sand.

Half of Liu's Mansion was turned into smoke and dust, and the ground was full of sand.

Holding the sword in his hand, Liu Guang stood trembling in the half-remaining study room, his face blushing with shock and anger.

"You, you are the leader of the Liangshan bandits?!"

"The prefect of Quancheng?"

Guan Luoyang threw away the corpse in his hands, "Quancheng, today is not yours."

On the horizon outside the city, Liangshan's soldiers and horses, engulfed by the routs of officers and soldiers, galloped in darkness.

(End of this chapter)