Longevity: Beginning from the Great Zhou Dynasty

Chapter 381: Young and timid, unable to control things
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Murderous intentions are everywhere in the dust sword formation of Life and Death, roaring in waves.

Threads of sharp and mysterious sword energy spread vertically and horizontally throughout the void, changing in many ways and penetrating all pervasive. The Tai Chi diagram of life and death above the head slowly rotated, and two light pillars, one red and one black, stood in the distance, weighing down the majestic and majestic meaning. The three of them felt heavy in their hearts.

The sword energy moved swiftly, rising and falling one after another. Changsun Kong and the others felt that everything outside them seemed to be transformed by the sword energy. Every sand, gravel, dust and dirt seemed to be transformed by the sword formation.

What's more, in the huge and unpredictable Tai Chi above their heads, it seems that there is a sword world that is impermanent in life and death. It stays high for nine days and never sets, but instead it makes them feel like a light on their backs and a fishnet in their throats.

A huge Bianhua flower bloomed at the feet of Tang, Song and Yuan. It stood in the center, and the corrosive and filthy scarlet aura spurted out from the petals, making it impossible for any sword energy to damage it for a while.

But his face was gloomy and worried, and 27 bloody flying knives behind him flew away from time to time with a dazzling rainbow light.

"The sword formation is getting more and more intense, and its power is still rising. In a short while, I will definitely be unable to defend myself against it even with the help of my natal spiritual weapon, the Flower of the Other Side of the Sea."

With a heavy heart, Tang Songyuan did not dare to hold back. In addition to the 27 Shura Tusheng Soul-Slaying Knives, he directly gritted his teeth and sacrificed a dark red bone spur.

The bone spurs were flashing with a strange brilliance, and exploded in an instant, with thirty-six thousand bone needles bursting out in bursts of dark red cold light.

shhhhhh!
Most of the sword energy in the void could not help but be emptied out, and the remaining cold light remained unabated and penetrated out, as if poking countless holes in the formation.

Although this object is not a secret treasure at the magical level, it still has the power of perfect Taoism. If it is used to hurt people, the power will be even more significant.

But at this moment, Tang, Song and Yuan had no time to consider whether the secret treasure was suitable for the occasion, and it was more serious to get out as soon as possible.

When Lin Xuanzhi saw this, he immediately moved with the God of Qing Qi, and the two swords were combined. The sword energy in the formation seemed to have spirituality. Even if the eyes of life and death were turning, all the alien magical energy in the formation would fly towards it uncontrollably, and then be Crush and disintegrate.

Lin Xuanzhi was able to control all the auras and changes in the battle to the smallest detail.

Therefore, before Tang, Song and Yuan could be happy, they realized that their secret treasure had not achieved more than half of its achievements, so they rolled up and disappeared in the yin and yang eyes above.

At the same time, I felt the entire sword formation shake, and an inexplicable sense of crisis filled my heart.

In the Purple Mansion, a canopy surrounded by white bones rose subconsciously, and at the same time, 360 five blood-sea demon spirits roared out, turning into ferocious floating totems on the white-bone evil god umbrella.

In an instant, a black and white intertwined, but harmonious and unified, natural and perfect flying sword poked out from the Tai Chi of Life and Death above. It had no murderous intent and no abnormality, but it directly hit the White Bone Evil God Umbrella with a snap of a finger!

The Yinshen monk's subconscious sense of crisis caused Tang Songyuan to block it in time.

The high-level Taoist White Bone Evil God Umbrella cooperates with the 360 ​​five demon spirits he has cultivated for hundreds of years. This defensive power is commendable even under the Yuanshen.

However, Lin Xuanzhi's formation was a perfect combination of his accumulated formation achievements and swordsmanship level, which brought his life and death swordsmanship to the extreme.

A single sword attack to defend the Tang, Song and Yuan Dynasties would be of no use!

The black and white light exploded, the Bone Evil God Umbrella shattered directly, and hundreds of demon spirits immediately transpired in the burst of sword energy.

In the Tang, Song and Yuan Dynasties, the same old technique was used again, with the help of the natal spiritual weapon, the other side of the flower was used to stand in the dead world and appear in the distance.

The 27 flying knives turned into a rainbow light and struck out again, heading straight towards the black and white light that had the potential to converge.

At the same time, he directly tore off an arm and stuffed it into the mouth of a Shura head that he had just taken out.

Soon, with an arm under his belly, Shura opened his eyes, and a red light shot out, hitting the darkness in the distance.

Rumble!
There seemed to be a breaking sound, and a ray of light penetrated. Tang, Song, and Yuan didn't look back, and ignored the two people. They turned into a bloody light and escaped into it.

But he was stunned for a moment, and his heart sank to the bottom.

If the formation space just now was dark and filled with murderous intent, this place is completely white, giving it a sense of vitality, but the Tai Chi square above the head remains unchanged.

"The gate of life should be there, but this time the gate of life and the gate of death seem to be in two directions, sometimes unified. If you go there, you will die faster."

During the Tang, Song and Yuan Dynasties, people felt cold all over their bodies and felt that they were at the end of their rope.

None of his Tao skills had yet reached the perfect level, and the effects of using several secret treasures were not satisfactory. Faced with such a sophisticated and superior formation, he was helpless.

Changsun Kong on the other side is not much better than Tang, Song and Yuan.

Fortunately, because of his true background, he received more attention. Behind him was a statue as tall as a person, covered with rust in the ferocious iron lamp. The blood flames of Shura turned into evil beasts to protect Changsun Kong.

With this superior spiritual weapon in hand, he would be safe in a short period of time.

But like Tang, Song and Yuan, Lin Xuanzhi's reputation in formations made them subconsciously want to escape quickly, otherwise they would be trapped for too long. The formation itself also gave them a strong sense of crisis.

What's more, although Lin Xuanzhi has not been dispatched, the intimidating power of his magic weapon will only make people more uneasy.

Chang Sunkong had a gloomy face, and the magic fire roared in the lamp behind him, and several bloody fire dragons roared and flew out, trying to attack the formation.

At the same time, a simple millstone made of bluestone rose up in his hand, with dots of blood on it as if it were new, and there were also bursts of strange screams.

The millstone rotated, making a sluggish sound, and the void seemed to be crushed.

Unwilling and vicious figures struggled out, tearing apart everything around them, and the entire formation showed signs of being shaken.

Changsun Kongshen is self-aware.

His elixir has not been matured for a long time, and his Taoist magic power is far inferior to Lin Xuanzhi. He can't compete alone, and falling into a formation is even less optimistic.

If he didn't rely on two spiritual weapons to breathe and seek opportunities, he would have been torn apart long ago.

As for Tang Songyuan who fled in embarrassment, he just glanced at him and didn't complain.

At this time, he couldn't even protect himself, so he didn't expect any friendship from the same family.

What's more, he intuitively believed that Tang, Song and Yuan would not escape so easily.

All evil Shura lamps and grinding mills came out. After Changsun Kong realized that there was no problem in protecting himself, he looked for an opportunity to escape.

But soon the treatment of Tang, Song and Yuan also befell him.

It's just that he didn't have the agility of Tang Songyuan, so Zhang Sunkong's reaction was half a beat too slow. When the black and white flying sword volleyed down, he realized it in hindsight, and a bloody talisman flew out from the center of his eyebrows, blocking it for her.

But Lin Xuanzhi, who was sitting firmly in the Diaoyutai, raised his eyebrows and saw taking advantage of the chaos, a dagger as black as ink on Chang Sunkong's sleeve seemed to be condensed with endless evil energy, tearing the void with a casual stroke.

The Earth-Yin-Tian-Devil Dagger is a secret treasure that requires longevity energy to activate, but its power is extraordinary.

When the flying swords of life and death collided with various methods of his own, Chang Sunkong captured the vague traces, struck out from a relatively weak position, and actually forcibly opened a gap.

Looking at Changsun Kong who jumped out, Lin Xuanzhi was slightly stunned but just smiled. He felt the five-colored glow outside and stopped paying attention.

"There are all kinds of wonders in the world, but that secret treasure is really powerful. If Taiyi Wuyanluo hadn't been protecting it outside, he would have really escaped."

Yuan Junzi chuckled softly and said: "The dagger seems to be forged from the evil energy of the blood sea and the resentment of living beings. It is a human-eating thing, so it is reasonable to say that it is powerful."

"That boy will lose 300 years of his life now."

Lin Xuanzhi raised his eyebrows: "300 years? No wonder he was passively beaten for so long, and he was a little hesitant."

The lifespan of a master of Jindan fluctuates around 500 years. Xuanguang does not increase the lifespan. After excluding the lifespan consumed and not considering the life-extending elixirs, the remaining life of Changsun Kong is generally only about [-] years.

300 years have passed all of a sudden...

Anyone would hesitate to use that dagger.Daqian is rich in resources, and there are many things that can extend life, but ordinary elixirs are only effective for one or two armors.

The top elixir can extend your life by [-] or [-] years, and even the master of the golden elixir would not think that this kind of elixir would be so easy.

If your longevity is not enough, if your Taoist skills and cultivation are not improved enough, then your life will come to an end.

Moreover, abnormal loss of life span is not a good thing, and there are probably many side effects.

Changsun Kong was ruthless enough and could seize the opportunity, but he couldn't resist Lin Xuanzhi's cheating, layer by layer.

Smiling and shaking his head, Lin Xuanzhi looked at the last unexpected Yuan Mingqing with a twitching corner of his mouth.

He thought it was best to deal with this person, but he didn't realize it...

Patiently using the returning wind and returning fire, he cracked the layers of secret treasures and shields outside Yuan Mingqing's body. The restrictions disintegrated, the materials separated, and then turned gray until the person inside was revealed. Lin Xuanzhi also had to Applause for him.

A master who refines Xuan Guang with a middle-grade golden elixir, Lin Xuan's essence can be easily destroyed.

However, this person is very self-aware and understands that he may not be able to withstand any confrontation, so he does not try to break through the formation to escape. Instead, he reinforces the defense layer by layer, and uses all kinds of means to suppress the situation. He just waits The other two can take him with them when they escape.

But how could we know that the Yinshen Lord and the Golden Elixir True Instructor were useless in this formation.

Yuan Mingqing was about to cry but had no tears. He could only watch his turtle shell disintegrate layer by layer, leaving not even the dregs left.

Lin Xuanzhi couldn't help but smile and admired: "You can save so many defensive and life-saving things. You are also a good man. Do you want to come and do things for Pindao?"

Yuan Mingqing's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but said in surprise: "Yes, yes! Do you really mean what the Taoist Master said?"

Lin Xuanzhi nodded: "I'm just teasing you."

Yuan Mingqing's eyes widened: "You!"

Before he finished speaking, it had already turned into ashes and scattered, and only the storage bag fell into Lin Xuanzhi's hands.

Lin Xuan dispersed the formation without finishing his intention, and shook his head: "It's a pity that we should find a Yin Shen Perfection to test the formation. One by one, he has become a Yin God with the Purple Qi Yun Shen Dan, one has been a top-grade elixir for less than a hundred years, and the other has become a Yin Shen. Even the middle-grade golden elixirs are a bit inferior."

in the forest.

Tang Songyuan's body was standing, but there was no life left at all. Lin Xuanzhi took off his brocade bag and scattered his body.

The last group of five-colored glow emerged and a brocade bag was spit out.

In this way, the four ancient bronze tripods filled with incense fell into Lin Xuanzhi's hands.

"This cauldron seems to be an ancient sacrificial weapon in the Baiman area. No wonder the Gu God wants the cauldron."

After tapping the cicada in his sleeve, the four bronze tripods were suddenly swept away by a golden light.

An obviously excited voice flashed in Lin Xuanzhi's ears: "Thank you very much."

Because of the arrangement of Baoshanshui ban, the changes in the nearby mountains and mountains should have been noticed.

However, natural phenomena are also possible, and the Shura Sect should not send experts here yet.

Lin Xuanzhi saw that there was no one urging him to move, and the Blood Sea God General who had calmed down in the Eight Views True Talisman of Xuandu couldn't help but darken his eyes.

If it were an ordinary puppet general, he wouldn't mind using it himself.

But the Blood Sea God will be full of blood and cruelty from the raw materials to the refining process, so he will naturally not taint himself.

The purple flames of Tushita fell, and the eight sceneries of Xuandu's true talisman instantly burned with blazing true fire.

Looking at Changsun Kong in Taiyi Wuyanluo, Lin Xuanzhi was not in a hurry to end it.

"I'm timid and young, so I can't help myself. This Shura True Tradition is really tricky. What should I do, if I'm a junior?"

Yuan Junzi's eyelids twitched. This was obviously because he wanted to cause trouble again, so why bother asking him.

He didn't want others to think that it was his old man who led the Xuandu heir to evil.

Fortunately, Lin Xuanzhi was just joking, and smiled to himself: "Since we are all helping the Gu God, let's do another favor and make more trouble."

Yuan Junzi shook his head and smiled: "As long as you are happy, little friend, you have always been successful."

Lin Xuanzhi chuckled, released Changsun Kong and tapped the center of his eyebrows, and a series of forbidden lines appeared.

After a moment, Zhang Sunkong opened his eyes and saw Lin Xuanzhi looking at him with a smile, feeling horrified and angry in his heart.

"You are considered a famous master of Xuanmen, how can you bully me?"

After wasting 300 years of life and jumping into the arms of the magic weapon, Changsun Kong wanted to die.

"Follow me." Lin Xuanzhi chuckled.

Changsun Kong wanted to retort, but his body subconsciously listened to Lin Xuanzhi's instructions and suddenly became panicked: "What are you doing?"

His mind is still there, but his body doesn't obey his orders. How can he not panic?

Lin Xuanzhi smiled and said: "A little trick."

Two people died, but because neither of them was in a high-ranking position, the Shura Sect could not react immediately.

Looking at the direction in which he was flying, Chang Sunkong was even more surprised and confused. It was clearly a hall under the command of the Yin and Yang Lords, second only to the main altar of the temple!
"You...you, what are you going to do? You are so arrogant!"

Lin Xuanzhi and Chang Sunkong ran all the way, and soon appeared outside a temple on the top of a mountain. It was filled with clouds and mist, full of incense, and several powerful auras.

"Chang Sunkong!? Didn't you call the incense this time first? Why are you here?"

Several rays of light fell, and the leading red-robed monk looked at Changsun Kong and frowned.

"Host, look..."

A monk behind him tugged at the presiding Master Zihe as if he had seen a ghost, pointed at Lin Xuanzhi and said in disbelief.

Master Zihe frowned and looked, and felt that the more he looked at it, the more familiar he became. He was instantly shocked: "Shen Xinghe's naughty disciple? Changsun Kong, you have rebelled, and you actually led a wolf into the house!"

Changsun Kong had trouble to say. Just when he was about to explain, he heard Lin Xuanzhi say in his ear: "Let's cut down the mountain and destroy the temple. Let's do it."

The grinding mill was faster than his mouth. Before Chang Sun Kong could utter a word, it flew out and started spinning wildly.

The stagnant sound flew out along with the demonic shadow, directly causing the three souls and seven souls of some monks who were enjoying themselves in the temple to explode and their flesh and blood to dissolve.

Master Zihe shouted angrily: "Changsun, you still say you are not a traitor!"

A large blood-colored handprint was shot directly, forcing Lin Xuanzhi and the two of them to retreat.

The four monks in yellow clothes behind him also surrounded Lin Xuanzhi and the other two with solemn expressions.

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