Several monks rushed forward from the front, Li Yi frowned, and the momentum of running forward was undiminished. He jumped violently, Lu Jian cut off sharply, the opponent raised the handle to block, and the sword blasted a few. Monk, finally the sword fell on a horizontal stick.
The monk practiced nine layers of qi, tall like an iron tower, and majestic like a buddha. When he saw that he was blocking Li Zhi's sword, he glanced in his eyes. However, as soon as this joy appeared, it was replaced by panic, because Lu Gujian cut off the stick directly, and cut off from his forehead, his body split into two halves immediately.
Li Zhi rushed through the blood mist, and Lu Gujian stabbed it obliquely, chopping off a monk's arm with his shoulders; his right fist blasted out, and a leap monk who flew over hit his chest as a fly; A monk's orchestration was cut off, chopping off the opponent's head.
Several monks came under siege, and Li Yi stepped on the ground with a footstep, and the air burst suddenly, and everyone will take off in the future. He continued to run forward, Lu Gujian opened a few handles, and punched out again, his arms submerged directly into the lower abdomen of a monk and protruded from behind him.
A scepter ran towards his throat, Li Yan leaned back, bent his knees and slid forward, and the scepter passed over his cheek. With his arms propped on the ground, Li Xie turned and spun up, and Jianguang spread out like fish scales, lasing around him, and several monks rushed to the ground, all falling to the ground.
After landing, Li Jian cut his sword with a sword, splitting a monk who still had time to drop with a sledgehammer in half. A few monks gathered around and opened their arms to hug him. Li Yan leaned down and turned around in a circle, and the sword light spread out into a circle, and the monks flew out in unison.
Li Yan ran forward again, the sword air opened the way, like a tiger descending the mountain, and the wolves entered the flock. Any monk who was close to him within a certain range would be struck by the strangely emerged sword air, either dead or injured.
Li Xun bleeds blood all the way and has the power to open the mountain.
Tian Luo and Fa Yi were suspended in midair, absorbing the battle conditions in the monk regiment into the eyes, sinking into the water.
It was only a moment, the monk was killed and wounded more than a hundred, and Li Yan was still forging ahead. As Li Zhi raced in the white lake, the monk regiment was moving around him, and he was no longer in the original position. Wherever I walked, a corpse with horrible bodies and blood was left.
When Fayi saw Li Jiruo as a god-man, he couldn't help losing his mind and murmured, "It's impossible. I really need to send out six rounds of reincarnation to get him?"
Tian Luo sneered: "The six reincarnation battles were not prepared for Li Yan. He doesn't have that qualification yet!"
Tian Luo said this very well. When Shimen came out of the world, he had to compete for the mountains and rivers of Shenzhou. Of course, Damen was the greatest enemy. Especially that one hundred years ago, under the six rounds of reincarnation, the blue-shirted swordsman who escaped was seriously injured.
After all, Daomen has a deep foundation and has a history of thousands of years. The so-called 100-footed worms die and are not rigid. Although the Daomen are declining, no one knows whether they have hidden any power in the dark, and the Shimen has to be guarded.
The unknown, mysterious and powerful Taoist masters are the six reincarnation battles to deal with.
The six rounds of reincarnation are unpredictable. For hundreds of years, countless Shenzhou's first masters, traveling westward to Jinshan Daxue Temple, have died in the six rounds of reincarnation.
Such a magic weapon cannot be used at will. In fact, it can only be used once every ten years, and it must be temporarily suspended for ten years. If this is not the case, there are six reincarnation formations in Shimen. Isn't it that the world is invincible and has long occupied all corners?
If the six rounds of reincarnation are now used on Li Ye, then what can I do if I come across Damen?
Li Ye has never been on the list of Shimen's enemies. If he didn't kill Huang Chaofu Chang'an suddenly and promoted to the real person in Lingchi, Shimen would never look at him squarely. After all, Shimen has eighteen King Kong, thirty-six Arhats, and eighty hundred monks ...
"This devil emerged out of thin air and caused us so much trouble. It really should have put him into the eighteenth floor of hell. He would never turn over and suffer endlessly!"
Tian Luo gritted his teeth, and then snorted again, "However, he can't hold on for long now. It is already his limit to kill more than a hundred monks in the battle of the monk regiment. You see, his momentum is weak, You will die soon! "
Indeed, Li Xun in the Monk Corps battle, because the aura consumption is fierce, the power is not as good as before. He seemed to kill quickly, but the monks' restrictions and restrictions on him were everywhere. It can be said that Li Zhi's rapid killing is a last resort, and once he cannot kill quickly, it also means that he will be besieged, and the space for transfer is shrinking.
Alas, there was a wound on Li's shoulder, and his blood shot.
Li Yi frowned, and Lu Jijian seemed to feel Li Ji's anger, humming and trembling, Li Qi backhanded a sword, Lu Qijian's rays of light glazed, and the wind was blowing wildly. The approaching monks were cut in half.
Such scenes happened from time to time, and Li Zhi soon had two more wounds on his body, but the 800-member monk group has not reached 200 casualties so far.
"The devil is about to finish." Tian Luo smiled confidently.
Fayi was also relieved. In any case, this unexpected disaster is coming to an end.
South of Qishan, dozens of miles away, Xiegu.
There are many people here, Taoists.
Zhongnan Mountain Xu Pingjing, Shu Mountain Bai Jingxue, Xuelu Wu Jinling, Dongting Lake King Sanxian, and Zhang Jiuling who has just returned.
In front of them, there is a huge nine-foot-square mirror, the whole body is shining with the brilliance of glaze, and the carving is decorated with runes, which is obviously a magic weapon. The mirror shows the battle situation in front of Qishan.
Seeing that Li Zhi gradually became unsupported, everyone's face appeared with the look of Zhizhu holding, and the eagerness to get rid of the big trouble.
Xu Ping smiled on the mirror, as if enjoying a song and dance: "This is really unexpected for Li Zhezi to be able to slay 18 King Kong and 36 Arhats. This kind of combat power has no one up or down my door. It was also a confidant to kill him today with the release of the door. "
Bai Jingxue sneered: "Finally Nanshan can't kill him, but it doesn't mean I can't kill Shushan."
Xu Pingjing's eyes were slightly sinking. If it was changed to the past, he naturally sniffed Bai Jingxue, but now it is different. Six hundred years later, Shu Shan once again came out with a swordman. The strength has long been different from the past, and the combat power has become the first of the Five Avenues.
Every time I think about it, Xu Pingjing is not calm in his heart. The strength of Shushan means that the vassals of Shuzhong are bound to be strong. This is not good news for Zhu Wen, supported by Zhongnan Mountain.
Xu Pingjing said slowly: "Anyway, after Li Zhi's death, the world will be back on track. At that time, the Fifth Avenue Gate will support one of the vassals to fight for the world, but it's just a matter of ability."
Wu Jinling shook his head and sighed: "Originally, Li Zhi was born, like the birth of a monster, but I had no way to deal with it except that the Daxian spurred Xixian array. Now, after the release of the door, six reincarnation battles have not come out. Eighteen King Kong, thirty-six Arhats, and eighty-hundred-monk corps ... are truly extraordinary. If it were not for Li Xun's killing and passing through the gate of release, if these forces were thrown into the situation of world war, I am afraid that they will eventually win the world. , It's not my Fifth Avenue Gate. "
Bai Jingxue chuckled and said coldly: "Shenzhou is the **** of Taoism and the **** of Xianting. For eight hundred years, Shimen has never been able to flourish. Even if dozens of King Kong have been assembled, eight hundred practicing spirits are high. Duan, how about that? If Li Zhi couldn't kill them today, I wouldn't be able to deal with the Wu Da Da Men. I have my own fairy. "
Xu Pingjing leisurely said: "The immortal descended into the world, but he said it was light and light, not to be avoided, but when did the immortal descend into the world? Since the" Jedi Tiantong ", the immortal has blocked the mortal from becoming a fairy more than a thousand times. If it comes straight down ... the strength will be greatly damaged. "
"After reincarnation, Xianli is always in the body, and there is always a chance to awaken. Once he assists Zhenlong to achieve his great cause, he can soar in situ. However, if he directly descends from Kunlun, the immortal will not be repaired. Unknown. Who dares to take such a risk? "
Bai Jingxue looked like ice and snow, and was about to say something. When Wu Jinling and Wang Sanxian saw the two of them, they started to argue again, and quickly turned off the topic: "Look at it, Li Ye is hit again. Today Li Ye is not in good shape."
Zhang Jiuling gave a snorting cry, with the revenge light in his eyes: "He had just slaughtered with Eighteen King Kong and thirty-six Arhats. He was bruised all over, and his aura was severely damaged, but after a little rest, he came to Qishan again. Period. It is already a miracle to persist for so long now, how can he not die? "
Xu Pingjing gave up his intention of arguing with Bai Jingxue, and smiled, "There must be no death ..."
He was about to say that he must die. Suddenly Wu Jinling's fat neck shook, and his eyes were surprised: "Look, who is that?"
The crowd looked around, and in the vast wilderness in front of Qishan, a silver-haired man in a green robe was holding his sword straight towards the group of white monks. He was extremely fast, like a sharp arrow off the string, and the smoke soared behind his feet.
"Who is that person?" Xu Pingjing said suddenly, "Surely there is cultivation in real life?"
"I haven't seen it before." Everyone looked at them, shaking their heads.
"There is still a real world in the world, you and I have never seen?" Xu Pingjing opened his eyes wide.
When Tian Luo saw someone, he couldn't help but wonder: "Daomen shot?"
Fa Yi's face was so calm that he carefully looked at the person, and saw that the man was in a solid-colored green robe, without any ornaments, and had long black and white hair. He couldn't express his flowing grace. He shook his head and said, "Should not be a man of the door. He didn't wear a robe ... There were so many realities in the Wudaomen, there was no him in it. "
Tian Luo sank his face: "Who is that?"
The comer rushed to the front of the monk regiment, and suddenly the ground leaped, and the sword in his hand shone with a green light, and fell sharply down. A 20-foot-long blue horse fell into the battle, and a huge gully blasted on the ground. The monks under the sword gas all died on the spot, and the monks on both sides near the sword gas vomited blood and flew out.