A seal of immortality

Chapter 607 Fierce Battle

More than 20 monks in the alchemy stage naturally couldn't fight like the disciples in the qi refining stage and the foundation building stage. They chose one-on-one, life and death.

On the Qi side, a tall man in a blood-robed man with a late-stage alchemy cultivation was sent, while Zhao was sent a middle-aged Confucian scholar with a bookish face.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar made a tactic with one hand, and a soft white light curtain suddenly emerged. At the same time, he turned his palm, and a white jade pen appeared in his hand.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar was muttering something, and at the same time, he waved the white jade pen in his hand, and one after another, lifelike giant white eagles appeared one after another.

As soon as the giant white eagle appeared, it let out a clear cry, spread its wings, turned into a white light and shot towards the blood-robed man.

Seeing this, the man in the blood robe didn't change his expression, his lips moved a few times, the blood robe on his body burst into aura, and a blood-colored light curtain suddenly emerged. Then, he flipped the palm of his hand, and a half-foot-long blood-colored long The knife appeared in his hand.

With a flick of his wrist, dozens of blood-colored light blades with a length of several feet rolled out.

As soon as the bloody light blade touched the white giant eagle, the white giant eagle collapsed and scattered.

The white jade pen in the middle-aged Confucian scholar's hand kept waving, and giant white eagles appeared one after another, rushing towards the opposite side quickly, while the blood-robed man kept waving the blood-colored long knife in his hand, releasing streaks of blood-colored swords. The light blade shattered the attacking white giant eagle.

Both parties did not exert their full strength, and were testing each other's supernatural powers.

It didn't take long for the middle-aged Confucian scholar to lose the wind. Before the white giant eagle could fly far, it was twisted into pieces by the blood-colored light blade, and part of the blood-colored light blade smashed on the white light curtain, and the white light The curtain remained motionless.

The blood-robed man's ears moved, and a stern look flashed in his eyes. He took a deep breath, opened his mouth and sprayed out a big mouthful of blood mist, which sank into the bloody long knife.

He held the blood-colored long knife tightly with both hands, and after injecting mana, the blood-colored long knife suddenly burst into blood.

I saw him slashing wildly towards the opposite side, one after another blood-colored light blades that were more than ten feet long appeared, and shot straight at the middle-aged Confucian scholar on the opposite side.

The speed of the bloody light blade was extremely fast, and within a few flashes it was not far from the middle-aged Confucian scholar.

Seeing this, the middle-aged Confucian scholar snorted softly, put away the white jade pen, turned his palm, and a thick golden scroll appeared in his hand.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar muttered something, and opened the golden scroll at the same time, countless golden runes gushed out from it, and after turning around, the golden runes quickly turned into a twenty-foot-long golden giant sword, and greeted him.

After losing a large number of golden runes, the light of the golden tome also dimmed.

As soon as the bloody light blade came into contact with the golden giant sword, it shattered.

After breaking through more than twenty blood-colored light blades in a row, the golden giant sword was less than twenty feet away from the blood-robed man.

Seeing this, the blood-robed man had a solemn look on his face. He made a fist with both hands, and blood mist suddenly appeared on his body.

The next moment, nine blood-colored giant pythons more than ten feet long rushed out of the blood mist and met the golden giant sword.

The blood-colored python's body surface is covered with blood-colored scales, and the whole body is glowing with blood, which is obviously transformed by magic skills.

After releasing the nine blood-colored pythons, the blood-robed man's face immediately turned pale. Obviously, performing this secret technique required a lot of mana and blood.

Seeing that the nine blood-colored pythons were about to collide with the golden giant sword, the blood-robed man made a tactic with one hand, and the nine blood-colored pythons opened their mouths one after another, each spewing out a bowl-thick blood-colored flame.

At such a close distance, it was impossible for the golden giant sword to avoid it. Nine bowl-thick blood-colored flames hit the golden giant sword, and the golden giant sword suddenly emitted a puff of blue smoke, and the light dimmed.

Seeing this, the middle-aged Confucian scholar's face changed, and he made a tactic with one hand, and the golden giant sword suddenly shone brightly, trying to strangle the bloody flame.

Not only did the bloody flame not show signs of extinguishing, but it burned violently on the golden giant sword. The light of the golden giant sword became extremely dim, and at the same time stagnated, suspended in the sky without moving.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, nine blood-colored giant pythons rushed forward, and they opened their bloody mouths one after another, biting the golden giant sword non-stop.

The nine blood-colored pythons quickly devoured one-third of the golden giant sword, and it was only a matter of time before they devoured the remaining two-thirds.

Seeing this, the middle-aged Confucian scholar's complexion changed, and he made a tactic with one hand. After a slight tremor, the incomplete golden giant sword shattered, turning into countless runes with dim aura, and flew towards the middle-aged Confucian scholar.

The nine blood-colored pythons opened their mouths at the same time, each spewing out a stream of blood, covering part of the runes and rolling them back into their mouths.

In the end, less than a quarter of the runes returned to the golden tome, and the aura of the golden tome became extremely dim.

Without waiting for the middle-aged Confucian scholar to catch his breath, the nine blood-colored giant pythons rushed towards the middle-aged Confucian scholar with fierce eyes.

The blood-colored python has not really approached the middle-aged Confucian scholar, and a bloody smell that makes one want to vomit hits his face.

Seeing this, the middle-aged Confucian scholar's face froze, his sleeves flicked, and a silver painting scroll appeared, suspended in mid-air.

I saw the middle-aged Confucian scholar reached out and tapped the silver scroll, and the scroll unfolded in mid-air. In the painting, there were nine lifelike dragons playing in the sea.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar quickly changed gestures with his ten fingers, pointed forward, and a white light flashed out, quickly sinking into the scroll.

There was a deafening dragon chant!

The painting scroll shone with silver light, nine dragons twisted their bodies, drilled out of the painting scroll, rose against the wind, and turned into nine dragons more than [-] feet long, facing the nine blood-colored giant pythons.

Nine flood dragons of different colors either spewed red flames, or spewed out a hurricane, or spewed out a large gust of sea water, biting together with the nine blood-colored giant pythons.

The nine blood-colored giant pythons are only transformed by mana, so how can they be the opponents of the flood dragon transformed from the spirit of monsters and beasts.

Not long after, nine dragons of different colors tore the nine blood pythons into pieces.

Immediately afterwards, nine dragons of different colors flew towards the blood-robed man with their teeth and claws open.

Seeing the nine flood dragons rushing towards him, the blood-robed man's face changed drastically. His lips moved a few times, and a large blood mist appeared from his body, covering his figure.

The next moment, the blood mist rolled and surged, divided into nine parts, and fled in different directions.

The nine flood dragons tried their best to catch up, but they only caught up with six of the blood mist and shattered the six blood mist. The three blood mist that escaped finally returned to Qi's camp, and the three blood mist gathered together quickly. Suddenly, the man in the blood robe appeared.

The blood-robed man's face was pale, and his breath was relatively weak. Obviously, performing this secret technique required a lot of blood and mana.

Seeing the blood-robed man fleeing back to Qi's camp, the middle-aged Confucian scholar looked a little disappointed. With one hand, he made a tactic, and nine dragons circled one by one, and quickly flew back into the scroll.

In this battle, Xueshamen was clearly defeated.

On the city wall, the middle-aged beautiful woman looked a little displeased, but she didn't say anything.

The next fight began soon, perhaps in order to restore morale, this time, it was Shi Hao from the Yin Luozong who fought, and Zhao Guo sent a fat man in silver robes.

The man in the silver robe had a fat face, a pair of small eyes could barely be seen, and he had a big belly.

Both of them are in the late stage of alchemy, but Shi Hao's aura is stronger.

Shi Hao slapped the storage bag on his waist with his palm, and five palm-sized black skulls flew out of it. There is a fist-sized green flame in the eye socket.

"Go." Shi Hao stretched out his hand and pointed lightly at the silver-robed man. The jaws of the five giant skulls opened and closed, making a strange cry, and quickly rushed towards the silver-robed man.

Seeing this, the silver-robed man opened his mouth and sprayed out a small silver sword. The small silver sword rose in the wind, and a silver arc flashed on its surface.

The silver-robed man stretched out a chubby finger, and quickly pointed at the silver long sword lightly. After the silver long sword trembled slightly, it shone brightly and turned into a silver dragon more than thirty feet long.

The surface of the silver dragon is covered with silver scales, and there are lightning flashes on the surface of the two dragon horns.

"Go." The silver-robed man shouted in a low voice, the silver dragon twisted its body, and rushed towards the five giant skulls with its teeth and claws.

Seeing the silver flood dragon rushing towards them, the hollow eye sockets of the five giant skulls flashed red, and each of the jaws spewed out a turquoise phosphorous fire, shooting towards the silver flood dragon.

The silver flood dragon opened its bloody mouth, and there was a silver light flashing in the mouth. With a flash of silver light, a silver thunder light as thick as a washbasin spewed out and greeted it.

As soon as the green phosphorous fire came into contact with the silver lightning, it dissipated. Two green phosphorous fires landed on the body of the silver dragon, and several arcs appeared, extinguishing the green phosphorous fire.

The silver lightning hit a giant skull, and a puff of blue smoke suddenly rose from the giant skull, and the green flames in the eye sockets dimmed.

Seeing this, the five giant skulls opened their mouths and spewed dense black filaments, intertwined together, forming a huge black net, covering the silver dragon inside.

But the next moment, a large amount of electric arcs flickered on the surface of the silver dragon, and the black net shattered, quickly turning into curling green smoke.

Seeing this, Shi Hao frowned, opened his mouth and spewed out three chi-long white bone knives, and quickly shot towards the silver dragon.

With a few "bang" and "bang", three white bone knives slashed on the body of the silver dragon, and immediately chopped off several scales.

Three white bone knives and five giant skulls besieged the silver dragon together. It didn't take long for the silver dragon to be covered in scars.

Seeing this, the silver-robed man raised his brows, turned his palm over, and there was a palm-sized silver mirror on his hand, with spiritual light flowing on the surface.

The silver-robed man pointed the silver mirror at a skull, and after a flash of silver light, a silver beam of light as thick as a washbasin flashed out.

The speed of the silver beam of light was extremely fast, and after a few flashes, it arrived in front of a giant skull, and the silver beam of light hit the giant skull accurately.

With a "bang", a large piece of lightning flooded the giant skull, and a scream came from the lightning.

With a "whoosh", another silver beam of light shot out and hit another giant skull.

After a loud noise, some cracks appeared on the surface of the giant skull, and the green flames in the eye sockets dimmed a lot.

The silver-robed man held a silver mirror and continuously emitted five beams of silver light, which hit the five giant skulls respectively. The green flames in the eye sockets of the five giant skulls dimmed, and long cracks appeared on the surface.

Under the attack of five giant skulls and three white bone knives, the silver dragon's body was covered with scars.

"My fellow daoist, if we continue to fight, we will lose both sides. How about this round being peaceful?" the silver-robed man said with a smile.

When Shi Hao heard the words, his face was cloudy and uncertain. After thinking for a while, he nodded and agreed.

After finishing speaking, he made a move with one hand, and the five skulls and three white bone knives broke away from the battle group and quickly flew back into his sleeves.

The silver-robed man made a move with one hand, and the silver flood dragon also returned to its original body, turning into a silver long sword, which flew back to the silver-robed man's sleeve and disappeared.

The two sides returned to their respective camps, and this battle was considered a draw.

"Hehe, I don't know who said two days ago that he can break Leiyun Sanren's supernatural powers. Looking at it now, it's nothing more than that?" Lu Ya chuckled and said sarcastically.

"At the very least, I'm also a tie, unlike you Bloody Killers, who were defeated by the enemy." Shi Hao retorted, his eyes full of contempt.

"Hmph, Junior Brother Zhao was just careless for a while. I'll go to the next fight. I don't believe that I can't destroy an enemy." Lu Ya snorted softly and sneered.

"Okay, just go to the next fight." Mu Houhou said in an unquestionable tone.

"Junior Sister Mu, you are only in the middle stage of alchemy, I think you should let me do it!" Hearing this, an old man in gray clothed next to him hesitated a bit, and said.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Chen, for your kindness. My little sister just got a new treasure. I want to take this opportunity to see the power of the treasure." Mu Houhou shook her head and politely refused.

After hearing this, the old man in gray couldn't say anything more.

Mu Houhou stomped on the ground with one foot, turned into a red light and flew forward, stopping hundreds of meters away.

Zhao Guo sent a blue-shirted Confucian student in his early thirties, with a cultivation level in the middle stage of alchemy, and his aura was somewhat stronger than that of Mu Houhou.

With a flick of Mu Houhou's sleeves, three red throwing knives shot out at the blue-shirted scholar.

The blue-shirted scholar shook his sleeves, and three blue throwing knives flashed out to meet him. At the same time, his lips moved a few times, and a soft white light curtain suddenly emerged, covering him inside. .

The three red flying knives collided with the three blue flying knives non-stop, making metal clashing sounds of "clang" and "clang".

Neither of them used any other means, so they manipulated the magic weapon to attack.

For this, the blue-shirted Confucian student couldn't wish for it. His mana was much thicker than Mu Houhou's. If he spelled out his mana, he would definitely have the last laugh.

A quarter of an hour passed, and the two were still manipulating their magic weapons to fight together.

At this moment, Mu Houhou suddenly took out a black ribbon with a black bell on each wrist.

I saw Mu Houhou holding one end of a black ribbon, dancing in the sky, and the bell in her hand made a pleasant sound.

For 100 years, Mu Houhou controlled three red throwing knives and three blue throwing knives to fight, while dancing in the sky, no matter how you look at it, it is very weird.

The blue-shirted Confucian scholar was manipulating three blue throwing knives when a crisp bell sound suddenly came from his ears.

He was slightly taken aback, turned his head to look at Mu Houhou, and saw Mu Houhou dancing lightly, and the crisp bells rang in his ears one after another.

The Confucian scholar in blue shirt's eyes froze, and his eyes flickered. He found himself suddenly appearing in front of a sea of ​​flowers. A woman in a white dress with delicate features was running in the sea of ​​flowers. While running, she shouted at him: "Brother Jing, come and chase me what!"

"Ning'er." The blue-shirted scholar muttered to himself, looking at the woman in the white skirt obsessively.

"Junior Brother Zhao, wake up quickly, it's an illusion." A majestic man's voice sounded in the mind of the scholar in blue shirt.

Hearing this, the blue-shirted Confucian scholar's eyes flashed with clarity, and the sea of ​​flowers and the woman in the white skirt collapsed in front of him.

The next moment, he only saw three red lights flashing towards him, before he had time to react, his neck was chilled, the head rolled down, and the body quickly fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene, Wang Changsheng's eyes flashed with astonishment.

He had witnessed the whole fighting process of Mu Houhou. He saw that after Mu Wanhou danced for a while, the blue-shirted Confucian scholar stopped manipulating the magic weapon. cut off his head.

It seems that the blue-shirted Confucian scholar was hit by Mu Houhou's illusion, so he stopped manipulating the magic weapon and was able to affect a monk in the middle stage of alchemy. It seems that Mu Houhou's illusion is extraordinary.

(End of this chapter)