Chapter 194 (1/2)
In the surging waves, bursts of dragon chant, nine slender dragon shadows, like strings of water shot from the wolf's tip, roar out, flying scales and claws.
”Dai Shou, have something to say!” Su Xuanbi sensed that Qian Yan was easily killed under his own door, so he angrily killed him. What he saw was a murderous spirit. He couldn't help being stunned and changed his tone.
He is only an elder, or a temporary. Acting elder is only temporary in charge of the Deacon. They do not enjoy the authority of the elders, nor do they have the right to participate in decisions in the Presbyterian Council. When he meets the leader, he will kneel down.
He was smart enough to be killed by his subordinates on the spot, but he couldn't get angry with his subordinates. Qian Yan is a man of average cultivation, but he is a good hand at collecting money. Since he took over the position of acting elder, Qian Yan has offered him many sacrifices. Now he died suddenly, and his pocket was about to shrink.
Lian Ping wants to kill Gu Wentian. Of course, he is on the side of Gu Wentian. Without the full support of ghost Xuanyin, he could not sit down as a treasure collector. But do you want to do it?
He is a virtual Dan four colors, high or low. He was not sure whether he could block the seven color Xu Dan Lian Ping's ”Jiulong Xiaohai” with Gu Wentian. After hesitating for a moment, he held back and didn't make a move. He just called out like a fight to show his position.
”Hum!” Suddenly, a cold hum came from the air. I don't know whether it's dissatisfaction with Lian Ping or the retreat of contempt for Su Xuanbi. This hum together, a penetrating cold air suddenly filled the world, everyone could not help but shrink.
Before the stupidity of the ancient question, a dark tree grew from root to leaf. The huge canopy is like a big black umbrella, which covers the ancient sky.
As soon as the tree appeared, it began to absorb any trace of Yang in the air. From the crown of the tree, the air of Xuanyin condenses into a thick fog, which flows down from the crown like a waterfall. Wherever it goes, the water vapor in the air solidifies and forms an ice wall in an instant.
The spreading of nine cracks in the space caused by the roaring Jiulong in the air slowed down after touching the hard and incomparable ice wall. The creaking sound on the ice wall, the cold air and the broken space crack are colliding fiercely under the cover of the thick fog.
Lian Ping secretly scolded: ”old undead, come really fast.” She stopped watching the fight in the air. The ghost Xuanyin is called Xuanyin Shangren. The realm is as high as the four Qi of Zifu, which is only one Qi lower than the five Qi of Zifu of leader lianling. Since he has come, he is doomed to escape to heaven.
The cold air itself can not stop the extension of space cracks. But all the spirits floating in the air will be frozen and crystallized by the cold air, and the space cracks will spread to these hard substance, just like the wave hitting the rock, which is somewhat blocked. Of course, Lian Ping, who is in the realm of Xu Dan, can not break through the mysterious Yin mask formed by the power of Zifu.
It is with this unique Xuanyin ancient tree that dominates the world and supports the Xingtang in Cuiyu Palace which is almost independent of Danyang Pavilion.
The elder of Xingtang is second only to the leader in Cuiyu palace. Even if you meet the leader, you will see him with the same level of etiquette, and you will not kneel or worship. What's more, his strength is much higher than that of Lian Ping. When Lian Ling was still there, Lian Ping was certainly not afraid of him. But now Lian Ling is not in, she supports independently, and feels quite weak.
Xuanyin mask and Jiulong Xiaohai collapsed together and disappeared without trace. Ghost Xuanyin's strength is just right, not more than one point. But the world did not return to calm, but was filled with a purple mansion people's authority.
When a man comes to the purple mansion, he can be called a master, and a woman a saint. The vitality of Dongsheng Shenzhou is dim and weak, and the longevity of monks is quite limited. Even if it's Zifu, it's only 150 years old. The longest life prolongation with Shouyuan pills is no more than 200. GUI Xuanyin is over 130 years old. If he can't prolong his life, he will soon enter the stage of Qi decline and Dao San. The golden elixir of this life is hopeless.
But in the Cuiyu palace, without Biluo saint, the power of Xuanyin master is still unmatched.
He was dressed in a black Taoist robe, and his face was covered with black cloth. He seemed to be a tall shadow in the dark, but his power was so oppressive that everyone could not breathe.
Gu Wentian and Su Xuanbi stood around him. For a long time, the criminal hall and the treasure hole have always been his sphere of influence.
In his heyday, he, the elder martial brother of Wu Yuan, was the elder martial brother of Xingtang, the second elder martial brother Wang Xuanfeng, the Third Elder martial brother he XuanZhen, and the fourth elder martial brother Bai Xuanmiao, the elder martial brother of inner court. One of his five courtyards occupied half of the eight departments of the Cuiyu Palace: the fifth courtyard, the second Hall and the first cave. Only Chen Xuanfang, the younger martial brother, has always been a true disciple.
He didn't expect a sudden change. Wang Xuanfeng, he XuanZhen, Bai Xuanmiao and Chen Xuanfang all died in the first battle, leaving him alone.
Fortunately, the other side has also disappeared, and now the power of both sides is still in balance. Even his side has a little more advantage.
Baicaotang and huichunyuan are the top of the wall, so they can't stand in line easily. There is also an elder who has been shut up for many years and never cares about the world. Now really determined to follow Danyang Pavilion even Ping, now only the outer courtyard.
Ghost Xuanyin stood in the Dragon stream and looked at the mess on the ground. A treasure hidden disciple and a penalty hall disciple died, and four other disciples were unconscious. Huang Lu naturally did not dare to run away, nor dare to participate in such a collision far beyond her strength. She hid behind Lian Ping.”DaiShou, do you need an account for the death of these people?” Ghost Xuanyin's face was buried behind the veil, and his expression could not be seen. However, the pressure of divine consciousness is like a vast expanse of blue waves. One wave does not retreat, another comes again and again, overlapping again and again. Without any scruple, it presses down on Lian Ping's side.