Chapter 968： 3 parties at war

But the gray light pursued closely, and Ming Lin's body moved more than ten places like a phantom one after another. She was not arrogant, waiting for the gray light to get close before dodging dangerously and dangerously. On the contrary, she kept a safe distance of about a hundred feet every time she dodged.

Seeing that this trick didn't work, Suan Zhu no longer hid his body, and appeared several miles away. It opened its mouth and sucked the magic needle into its belly.

"Fellow Daoist is still so cautious, not like before." Suan Zhu said with a laugh.

"After all, Uncle Li Kun has already ascended to the spirit world. If I am not careful, if I am tricked by you again, there will be no one to save me." Ming Lin said calmly.

As she spoke, she glanced down and couldn't help frowning.

I saw the waves of the red water on the sea rising up, completely enveloping the Xuanji Kui Sword Fighting Formation that Zhang Shiping set up in midair, covering several miles around.

Among them, the sword light was sharp, and the golden light was vaguely flowing, but the layer of red water seemed to be thin, but it remained motionless like an iron curtain.

"Bai Yuheng, have you broken the giant kun's red water array yet? If Shiheng is killed by Kunkui, how will you explain to Du Yu? Don't forget that the false spirit fire is still inside the kunniao bead." Minglin said through voice transmission.

It's just that the sound transmission of the divine thought also fell into Kunkui's ears at the same time, and one of the red water flew into the air, condensing into a giant kun.

It looked up at the two people above, and then said slowly:

"Why are you two so anxious? This old man doesn't want to quarrel with Xuan Yuanzong, and he will definitely not kill Shiheng. However, the red water of our family can corrode everything, so I advise you not to act rashly. Now Misty Valley Before we arrive, without the fire of their seven-flame spiritual fan, it might not be so easy for you two to save people."

As soon as the words were finished, the red water suddenly began to tumbling, and golden and red spiritual fires shot out, piercing it into a thousand holes.

From one of the holes, which was about Zhang long and wide, a figure glowing with blue and purple flames flew out.

Zhang Shiping's whole body was hazy with golden light, and the Qingshuang sword floated all over his body. Holding the Ge Niao Bead, he looked at Kunkui calmly and said:

"Thank you, fellow daoist, for your mercy, but Zhang has practiced for hundreds of years anyway, and he has some experience in the method of controlling fire, so he won't be so easily trapped in your red water formation."

Hearing this, a trace of surprise flashed in Kunkui's eyes, but there was no trace of anger on his face. It smiled and said:

"The five sects have always been in the same spirit, but I never thought that Ming Lin would be so selfless that he would tell you the method of manipulating the bird bead. But that's true, the person who is the best at controlling fire among the five sects is only You. I don’t want to compete with you, Xuanyuanzong, Baima Temple, or Jiaolong clan, for this false spirit fire, Beimingxuandian, after all, Shiheng should understand what this old man means?”

"Nine Birds Secret Realm? I can't make the decision. You still have to ask what Du Yu means." Zhang Shiping said softly.

"Since Jueming is not here, I don't know if your magical method may represent the White Horse Temple, as well as Du Yu and Ao Xuan, what do you guys think?" Kunkui asked.

When the three Nascent Soul monks at the White Horse Temple, tens of miles away, heard this, they naturally didn't want to agree to it. After all, the more chaotic the situation is now, the more opportunities they have to fish in troubled waters.

Therefore, Miaofa clasped his hands together and said through sound transmission:

"How can the little monk represent the White Horse Temple? It depends on the uncle's opinion."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Peng Yang, who was not far away, suddenly got up, opened his mouth and spat out a gray cloth wind bag, the bag shook open, and a gust of black wind swept towards the three Nascent Soul monks at the White Horse Temple. Cover it up.

Seeing that something was wrong, the Golden Scale Demon Lord immediately turned into golden light, broke through the black wind, and fled into the distance.

I don't know if Pengyang did it on purpose, but instead of chasing it, it released a gust of black wind, trapping Miaofa and Yin Luosha who were half a step behind again.

As the black wind whistled, it eroded the body-protecting magic weapons around Miaofa and Yin Luosha, and the spiritual light emitted by them also dimmed.

For a moment, the two of them seemed to have been hacked into pieces by thousands of knives, the flesh and blood were hideous, and the bones were visible.

However, Pengyang did not kill the killer. It scanned the surroundings with its divine sense, and then said via voice transmission: "Isn't Jueming showing up yet?"

But Jin Lin in the distance didn't turn back to rescue him, and galloped towards where Gu Zhang was without hesitation.

At the same time, on the other side, Du Yu dodged Ao Xuan's tail whip, then moved more than a hundred feet away, and said through voice transmission:

"Three hundred years later, we will gather together in the Black Xuanhai at the same time. However, whether the Nine Birds Mystery Realm can be opened depends on Jueming and Aoxuan's intentions. Only our Xuanyuanzong agrees to this matter."

"Of course there is no problem with the old man, but three hundred years is too long. Now that the Black Profound Sea is nearby, how about opening the secret realm immediately after this matter is over?"

As Ao Xuan said, he turned around and raised his neck, opened his mouth wide, and boundless thunder light spewed out from Jiao's mouth in an endless stream, submerging Du Yu in it instantly.

In the sea of ​​thunder, Du Yu flipped his hands and took out a silver talisman. Immediately, the white light shone continuously, and the strong wind blew up. In an instant, his whole body turned into three white pillars of misty wind that were more than ten feet thick. Put the thunder light together in one place.

Immediately afterwards, a silver rainbow shot out from among them, and hit Ao Xuan on the opposite side.

Facing this borrowed blow, within such a short distance, Ao Xuan waved his front paw, and four claw blades more than ten feet long flew out, and hit them in one place.

There was a bang, and the loud noise spread everywhere.

"Three hundred years, you can afford to wait for this time, otherwise we won't talk about it." Before Du Yu finished speaking, he leaned forward, flew to the top of Ao Xuan's head, and kicked him hard.

With a sound of Peng, Ao Xuan, the tens of feet long dragon, fell from the midair into the Canggu Ocean like a meteorite, and the water splashed everywhere.

However, this blow seemed to be powerful, but Ao Xuan did not suffer any injuries.

The next moment, dozens of water arrows filled with blue light soared into the sky from the ancient ocean.

Du Yu couldn't dodge in time, and was hit by one of them. Under the protection of the aura around him, he took advantage of the momentum and retreated towards the sky. The distance between the two sides was widened in an instant.

However, such momentum did not distract Peng Yang in the slightest. Black wind whizzed out from the bag of wind in front of it, condensing into a nearly substantial black blade, which moved towards the victim without hesitation. Miaofa and Yin Luosha, who were trapped by Feng, chopped off in half.

Miaofa raised one hand, and a magic pestle flew out from between his palms.

The magic subduing pestle was shining with golden light and brilliant aura, turning into a golden light and heading towards the black blade.

And Yin Luosha was holding a ghost banner While shaking it, a ferocious two-horned ghost manifested, and plunged into the black wind at once, trying to break out.

Kunkui in the distance heard Du Yu and Ao Xuan's response, and said with a smile:

"In this case, the old man will not participate in your competition this time."

As soon as it finished speaking, the avatar made of red water suddenly exploded, and countless water droplets shot away in all directions.

Zhang Shiping spread his wings under his ribs, and headed towards Bai Yuheng, who was several miles away. A three-legged Golden Crow surrounded by flames condensed into it, hovering above its head.

This three-legged Golden Crow was like a scorching sun, and the rolling fire waves easily evaporated the water droplets.

And the red water array was even thicker at this moment, scarlet like blood, this array moved with Kunkui and flew towards Pengyang.

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