Chapter 563: The Ancestor of Ishu

With the sound of "crack", Qianzhang Pond was frozen into a whole piece of blue black ice. The white cold air soared into the sky. The red light emitted by the crystal mirror in the middle-aged Taoist hand touched the cold air, like countless bombs exploded in the air. The dull explosion sound shocked the puddles and wetlands near Qianzhang Pond, and the turbid mud and water sprayed into the sky, making the sound very scary.

Xian Shengling Jun and Jinjiao, Yinjiao hid in the mysterious ice, staring at the more than a hundred gathering Taoists in the sky through the translucent ice. A little demon made of a crab was instructed by the Thousand-Foot Dragon King to follow him, and carefully hid beside Xian Shengling Jun. Xian Shengling Jun glanced at the little demon and pointed it out. Xuanying cracked a gap. He kicked the little demon out with one kick, and then sent a few words to the little demon.

The crab demon carrying two black iron hammers raised his small head, and two big eyeballs turned around in his eye sockets, pointing at the Taoist in the air and shouted sternly: "Why are you, the group of Taoist splatters coming to the door? Do you know that this is the territory of our thousand-foot-old Dragon King? Touch your heads, your lives are just a breath of energy!"

The Taoists laughed in unison. A white-bearded Taoist in a golden Taoist robe stepped on the clouds and came to the sky above the crab demon, lowered his head and smiled: "The Thousand-Football Dragon King? What a famous demon! Haha, don't talk nonsense, hand over that group of men and women and two ice and fire dragon pythons. We will not do much for ourselves, nor will we invade your 'great foundation'!"

Many Taoists laughed again, and the golden robe and white bearded Taoist twisted his beard and smiled and said, "I am the spiritual Taoist of Zi Ku Mountain, they are all disciples of my disciples. The Zi Ku Mountain lineage is proficient in the art of divination in the sky. I spent more than a month to calculate that this group of men and women were hiding under this pool. Don't just say vain and hand over the people quickly, otherwise the demons and other demons will be powdered under the thunder strike!"

The Taoist holding the crystal mirror suddenly took a breath. He put down the crystal mirror and bowed to the spiritual Taoist: "Master, my disciple has exhausted his magic power. The demon under the water is so powerful. The cold air is really irresistible."

The red light emitted by the crystal mirror disappeared, and the cold air spurted from the golden horns and silver horns suddenly gained the advantage. A large area of ​​cold air quickly spread around Qianzhang Pool. Soon, the nearby puddles and wetlands were covered with a layer of white frost. Some aquatic animals such as pythons and crocodiles rushed around, and water plants were squirming rapidly everywhere. I don’t know how many wolf objects escaped Qianzhang Pool.

The crab demon turned his eyes and got the instructions of the Holy Spirit Lord. He grinned and said, "What men and women are there, we really don't have them here. What kind of ice and fire dragon python, that kind of thing, we..."

The Lingdao Ren's face darkened. He pointed at the crab demon and shouted sternly: "When is it still here to make excuses? Do you really think I am a good-tempered person?" He pointed casually and a sword sounded. Three blue long swords lined up in the scabbard behind the Lingdao Ren's body rose into the sky, bringing three sword lights about a foot long to the crab demon.

The sword light was filled with cold air, and it was still ten feet away from the little demon, so scared that the little demon could not move. He stared at the sword light falling on his head, and suddenly let out a strange roar, hugged his head and drilled into the crack of the mysterious ice that had just cracked. But no matter how fast his movements were, how could the sword light fly faster? He had just turned around and three sword lights reached his head.

Three loud noises came, and the body of the Shengling Lord rushed out of Xuanbing. His head had turned into a huge dragon head. His body suddenly rose up to three feet, and his body was covered with shining dragon scales, like a set of armor being put on him. The Shengling Lord's fists were wrapped in rich dragon energy, and he blasted out three consecutive punches, blasting the three sword lights of the Lingdao Ren far away.

The body of the Spirit Dao Ren shook, and the sword light was blasted out by the King of Show Holy Spirit. The Spirit Dao Ren's immortal soul was also shocked, and he couldn't spit it out. He looked at the King of Show Holy Spirit and shouted happily, "It's amazing, isn't you in the true form catalog offered by the Young Master? Ha, a dragon can't scare me! Disciples, let's go together!"

More than a hundred sword lights swept out from the hands of those Taoists, turning into a hazy fog and rushing towards the King of Sheng Spirit. More than a dozen magic weapons with great power brought out strange lights and spewed out large pieces of Mars thunder, and rushed towards the King of Sheng Spirit.

Xian Shengling Jun snorted coldly, his body shook, and a large wave of water suddenly rushed out of the Thousand-Five-Five-Five-Five-Water Pool. The overwhelming clear water rushed straight into the sky, and turned into a water vortex that was rotating rapidly in several miles apart. Xian Shengling Jun raised his hands high, and the dragon clan's natural magical powers were used. The large water rolled and stirred with the sound of thunder, and suddenly spewed out hundreds of water cylinders, which were as thick as a dragon, and met the sword light magic weapons of the Taoist.

A loud noise continued to come, and water columns collapsed in the air, but more than a hundred sword lights were also dimly washed by the water droplets for half a day. The fire thunder emitted by more than a dozen powerful magic weapons hit the rapidly rotating water vortex. The huge water vortex absorbed the attacks released by these magic weapons, and turned into large areas of flashing light in the green water vortex, but no attack could rush out of the defense of the water vortex.

The Spirit Taoist was dumbfounded. Although the Zigu Mountain line he created in Pangu Continent is famous for the art of divination in the sky, the cultivation of the disciples is really impressive. In addition to being a thirty-fourth-grade celestial immortal, there are three thirty-sixth-grade celestial immortals among the other disciples present. Among the other disciples present, there are as many as thirty-seventh-grade celestial immortals, and the others are all Nascent Soul cultivators. A hundred people join forces, but they can’t even get a Sacred Spirit Lord? Isn’t this outrageous?

Even if Zi Kuoshan is not good at Taoism and magical powers, but his cultivation is here, why is this Shengling Lord so fierce?

The angry spiritual Taoist recalled three sword lights that were knocked away, and was about to personally deal with the Sheng Lingjun, Golden Horn and Silver Horn suddenly poked their heads out of the Xuan Ice. The two brothers made a sharp and violent long hissing sound. They opened their mouths, and two strong red and white lights as thick as water tanks sprayed out, turning into a spiral red and white light column swept across the void.

The monks of Zigu Mountain were caught off guard, and the red and white light beams hit them, smashing the protective magic weapons of more than 80 monks on the spot. The bodies of these monks first turned red and were almost ripe. Then the cold air suddenly freezes, frozen their bodies and souls at the same time. Thrilling howls kept coming, and Golden Horn and Silver Horn joined forces, and even Taoist Mo Luan's protective immortal weapon could be broken, let alone these inexperienced monks of Zigu Mountain?

Lingdao Ren was so angry that he vomited blood. He had been in an adventure that year and spent several Yuanhui to achieve his current cultivation level. He finally opened up a small foundation of Zigu Mountain in Pangu Continent. Under the violent suppression of the Dayu official, he finally opened up a mountain gate. With more than a hundred disciples and disciples. Jinjiao and Yinjiao took action, he beat him to death by about 80% of his disciples. Lingdao Ren had the intention to wipe his neck and commit suicide.

The Lingdaoist, who was trembling all over, roared angrily, and pressed down with his hands, and three blue sword lights roared out, stabbing at the Shengling Lord and the Golden Horn and Silver Horn respectively. The Lingdaoist even sprayed out three mouthfuls of blood mist, causing the three sword lights to soar dozens of feet, shooting down like a waterfall in the sky. The power was more than a hundred times stronger than the crab demon he had just attacked with his sword.

The face of the Shengling Lord Shinsan darkened, and suddenly an infinite amount of water mist spewed out all over his body. Large swaths of lightning tangled and circled in the mist, causing a burst of thunder to pounce on the lightning that was coming from his mind. The Shengling Lord Shinsan's Dragon Spear had been destroyed in the previous battle. Now he can only rely on his magical powers to confront the Spirit Taoist.

Fortunately, there was still golden horns, and silver horns were on the side. Before the lightning light from the Holy Spirit Lord had even touched the sword light of the Spirit Taoist, the golden horns opened their mouths and a fire swept out. Three sword lights suddenly shook, turning from blue cold light to a red color with high temperature. Then the silver horn sprayed out a shiny cold air just right, and three red lights shook, and the "crack" sound kept coming, and the three sword lights turned into shattering on the spot.

The Spirit Taoist squirted out a mouthful of blood again, and he shouted sternly: "My spiritual weapon is my!

The King of Xian Shengling glared at the Spirit Taoist, and he scolded: "A great immortal is still using spiritual weapons. Are you embarrassed?"

The Spirit Taoist was stunned, blinked his eyes, and was not coming back to his senses for a long time by the scolding of the Holy Spirit Lord. Jinjiao and Yinjiao sneered and said, "Look at this old Taoist is not a rich man. He has become a celestial immortal. He is still using spiritual weapons. Oh, why is the word "poor" so much?"

The Spirit Taoist was gritting his teeth and was about to refute the golden horns and silver horns. A black cloud rushed towards him in the distance. The black clouds were still dozens of miles away from the Spirit Taoist. A low and hoarse voice came from afar: "Fellow Taoist Ling, thank you for leading the way! The magic technique of the Ziqi Mountain lineage is indeed amazing. Haha, let me come to find it in person. How can it be so easy to find this group of people?"

The black cloud flashed and suddenly arrived in front of the Spirit Taoist. With a click, a black magic claw poked out from the dark clouds, grabbed the Spirit Taoist's head and grabbed half of his body to shatter. The Spirit Taoist howled, and his immortal soul brought a golden light to escape. The demon claws easily grabbed the Spirit Taoist's immortal soul into the demon claws, and pinched it into shatter.

Many Taoists in Zigu Mountain roared in unison and were about to attack the black clouds. The black cloud suddenly spread out, covering all the Taoists in Zigu Mountain in the dark clouds. A irresistible gnawing sound came, accompanied by a shrill howl. Soon the dark clouds gathered inward, and all the Taoists in Zigu Mountain disappeared without a trace, leaving only an extremely pungent smell of blood in the air.

The King of Exhibiting Holy Spirit exclaimed: "Who is coming?"

The dark cloud smiled and said, "I am the ancestor of Ji'i, a Sanxianxian from Wanxian Alliance, Hahaha, don't you know that Wanxian Alliance has issued a wanted order for you?"
Chapter completed!