Inward scrolling golden light spell, subdue demons from the heavens!

Chapter 177
Qingcheng's eyes suddenly went dark, and then he saw the light again, his eyes were shining with a pure aura.

At this moment, it seems to be in another space.

Clean everywhere.

No one, nothing, and no noise.

It was as if a pair of invisible hands had erased all of this.

Only the fighting in the yellow sand was left, as if someone had slowed down the speed.

The blurry light and shadow are now clearly audible in her eyes!
outside the city walls.

Zhang Chujiu stretched out his hand and made a move, and the sound of the sword broke through the sky.

A horizontal knife is in hand.

Clear and dignified, bright and majestic, flickering with red fire, reflecting the shadow of the blade, and roaring in trouble!

The sword is pointing at the sky,

The golden light penetrated the body, and the thunder exploded!
The yellow sand in the sky retreats.

Reveal the clear sky!

There are dark clouds condensed, lingering thunderbolt lightning!
The thunder roared and the void shook!
"Crack..."

The electric light distorted and pierced the sky!
The thunder is dense, falling like rain, as thin as a hair, winding and winding, like a snake!

There are blue, white, black, yellow, red, five colors, electric light flashes, bright youth!
The terrifying fluctuations overwhelm the heaven, earth and sky!

At this moment, here, nothing exists, only thunder and lightning, rampant!

cut off with one knife,

"Ow..."

The thunderstorm rolled back, forming a thunderstorm and roaring away!

"Lying in the night and listening to the wind and rain, the Iron Horse and Glacier are dreaming!"

Yan Wudao recited a line of poetry, and stabbed out with a sword, the sword light was shining brightly, and visions appeared everywhere.

But the wind is blowing, the rain is blowing, the iron horse enters the glacier, breaks through the water and bursts out!

In a trance, it seems that there is really an army coming across time and space. The wind is a sword, the rain is also a sword, and every splash of water splashed under the iron hoof is also a sword, biting cold, wanton void!
"Boom!"

The phoenix rolls up the wild clouds, the rain falls like a curtain, and the sword energy breaks through the sky!

The glacier collides with the thunder, and the iron horse rushes into the formation and breaks into the storm.

In an instant, countless sword qi burst out, smashing and venting wantonly!

The thunder and storm rolled wildly, and the howling sound resounded through the world!

There are ten thousand rays of light inside, twisting and flying, like a huge meat grinder, constantly tearing at the torrent of sword energy!

The two energies clashed, but the aftermath of the leakage made the sky pale and the earth devastated!
After a while, the thunderstorm dissipated and the vision disappeared!It seems to be evenly divided!
"Pretend!"

"Laifu, bite him!"

Zhang Chujiu rolled his long sword, and a mighty black dog roared out, wearing red fire thunder, stepping on four-color electric light, what a five-thunder rectification, what a thunder and lightning added to his body, it is really mighty and terrifying!
Walking through the air, the thunder and lightning cleared the way, and the lightning flashed out of the thunderbolt, twisting and twisting, like a mad dragon, forming a minefield!
"The sky is falling and the rain is falling, and the setting sun is reflected in the distant sky."

A trace of sadness flashed in Yan Wudao's eyes, and he slashed across the sky with his sword, but the rain and mist covered a ray of the setting sun!
The thunder dogs charged forward, and the misty, rainy and setting sun greeted them.

"..."

Da Yin Xisheng.

Time seems to stand still at this moment!
The violent thunder dissipated, and the mist and rain evaporated...

Thunder Dog bared its teeth, the setting sun was like blood!

In the next moment, everything returned to dust.

The wind and clouds eased, and a corner of the sky appeared clear.

below,

In a vacuum, two figures stood facing each other!

"Tick..."

Zhang Chujiu pointed horizontally at the knife, a ray of blood streaked across the blade and fell to the ground.

Each is crystal clear, like a red agate!
"Cough cough!"

Yan Wudao leaned on the ground with his sword, stood straight, his face was like gold paper, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth!
In the picture, Qingcheng wept, and covered her mouth with her hand!

The next moment, I saw a golden light piercing the ground, and the shadow of a sword flying across the sky!
The sword blares, the sword dragon chants!

The fight resumed, but before the attack was launched, terrifying energy had already swept through the world.

At this moment, a ray of sword light rushed out from the city gate and landed between the two of them. With a muffled groan, the brilliance ended, revealing her real body, which was Niwako.

His face turned pale, his forehead was sweating, and he tried to persuade him from left to right: "Okay, okay, it's not about deep hatred, it's almost over!"

Zhang Chujiu was speechless.

Yan Wudao frowned: "Get out of the way!"

Zhang Zhiren came walking along the thunder light.

He laughed and said: "This fight is so serious, you should be angry, right? Give the old man a face, let's stop here, how about it?"

The golden light emerges, covering its body!
Tens of thousands of thunderbolts are extended, distorting the void!

A moment of silence!

Zhang Chujiu laughed suddenly: "Okay!"

Sheath the knife and send it back to the world in the bowl!

"Yan Er...well, fellow Taoist..."

Zhang Zhiren looked at Yan Wudao.

"Humph!"

With the broad sword on his back, Yan Wudao turned around with a cold face, his throat surged, turning into a sword light, flying away, in the rolling yellow sand, suddenly fell, but immediately rose again, the speed was even faster, It disappeared in the blink of an eye!
"Old Yan..."

Looking at the sword light, a trace of worry flashed in Dan Yuzi's eyes, and then he hit Jishou: "Zhang Daoyou, go to Qingcheng when you have time, the old Taoist treats you to spicy hot pot!"

Before the words fell, he made a sword formula, dodged his body and turned into a sword, and chased him out!

"Daddy..."

Qingcheng rushed over quickly, teardrops rolled down: "Daddy, how are you, is there anything wrong?..."

"Small injury, no problem!"

Zhang Chujiu laughed.

"Liar, you are bleeding!"

Looking at his arm, Qingcheng had a worried expression on his face, his heart ached so badly!
The golden light flashed, and the bloodstains disappeared. He rolled up his sleeves and showed her: "It's all right, if you don't believe me, take a look!"

Qingcheng looked intently, but saw that the arm was really intact, he couldn't help feeling relieved, and then he said like a little adult, "Daddy, can you save me a little bit, I'm already in my dozen years old , and fighting with others, do you know how worried I am, if you have a problem, and the black-haired person gives the white-haired person, I will really cry to death!!!"

"I don't know who it is, but I worked hard there just now!" Zhang Chujiu rolled her eyes and said dissatisfiedly: "Also, I'm still young, and my hair is thick and black, so I'm not a white-haired person."

He taught him a lesson: "Also, don't say such unlucky words in the future. Daddy is superstitious and doesn't like to hear them!"

Qingcheng wiped away tears, and said in a bad mood: "You don't cause trouble in the future, I wish you a long life every day!"

Zhang Chujiu had black hair, pinched her face, and said viciously: "Shut up if you can't speak!"

"Oh, Daddy hates it!"

Qingcheng patted Zhang Chujiu's hand away, and said dissatisfiedly, "Why can't I speak, why don't I wish you a long life?"

On the side, Zhang Zhiren smiled and said: "Little girl, with your father's cultivation, at least he can live a thousand years old."

Qingcheng was amazed: "Ah, wouldn't it live longer than a turtle!"

Zhang Chujiu stared: "You are an unfilial daughter, how dare you compare your father with a turtle..."

Qingcheng sneered: "I don't know, that's why I made a slip of the tongue for a while, Tongyan Wuji, Daddy, don't be angry..."

Thinking about it now, it's no wonder that she said that she would live a long life that day, and her father would be angry when she gave him a pension in the future.

Immediately, she secretly made up her mind that she must work hard to cultivate and live longer than her father, this old woman will be taken care of!
Zhang Chujiu didn't know that her daughter would be so filial, otherwise she would probably vomit blood!

He rolled his eyes and said, "Fang... nonsense, I told you all of this, but you were only interested in playing with Laifu and didn't listen to it at all."

"Ha ha……"

Qingcheng laughed, turned around and ran away: "Oh, Master seems to have called me, Daddy, let me go and see..."

Zhang Chujiu laughed: "A dead child is really worrying."

Immediately worried again,
Shouting at her back:

"Slow down..."

(End of this chapter)