The sky in the sky faded away, and the colors on the edge of the sky like eyes also dissipated, and the colorful light in the sky was dim, gradually returning to normal sky.
The cultivators raised their eyes almost at the same time to look, their pupils dilated, and they all stunned in unison.
The purple-black and colored light brought by the Kongxi Demon Subduing Bowl had not yet completely dissipated, and the background of the entire sky was light purple, and the colorful light flowed, which was quite breathtaking.
And this light purple sky was scattered with glass-like body fragments, large or small, the Dharma bodies of these mages were already huge, as if countless statues had been knocked down, and there were fragments everywhere.
Everyone's eyes stretched upwards with these corpses, and fell on the mountain of golden corpses piled up with the Dharma body, the man in white armor sat quietly cross-legged, and the white bow stood aside.
"He has killed all the releases..."
The scene only lasted for a moment, losing the suppression of the Empty Demon Subduing Bowl, these Dharma body fragments instantly evaporated into a brilliant colorful light in the sky, and the flower rain waterfall in the sky became even larger, mixed with large and small glass, and smashed down with a ding.
Everyone still stretched their heads to look, although the scene was short-lived, it was extremely terrifyingly imprinted in the pupils of the monks all over the ground, they didn't even pick up the glass at the first time, most of them were still in a daze.
"Boom!"
The sound of muffled thunder sounded, losing the suppressive power of this [Empty Demon Bowl], Li Qinghong was the first to rise, turning into a purple thunderbolt, passing through the nectar and pink flowers falling like rain all over the sky, and found Li Xuanfeng in white armor.
He had already stepped down on the wind, the shocking wounds and wounds on the man's body had all been covered, and the golden armor of Senbai domineering enveloped him again, and the white bow in his hand was carried lightly.
Li Xuanfeng's eyes were a little pale gray between the ups and downs of the golden energy, and she waved her hand to stop Li Qinghong's words, she immediately suppressed her anxiety back, holding a silver spear behind the man, and the two of them fell to the south bank in the sky full of visions.
The people below were staring blankly at the vision in the sky, letting the pink petals fall above their knees, and when Li Xuanfeng stepped on the Ming Pass summoned by the Huaijiang Diagram, the nobles like Si Yuanli trembled and did not dare to look at him.
From west to east, a figure bowed down, the fierce and majestic man Bai Jia Guanghua, the left and right families bowed their heads, the immortals lowered their eyebrows, and the scattered cultivators of the same clan fell to the ground like grass, nectar and petals fell like rain, and the south bank shook in unison:
"Meet my lord!"
Li Xuanfeng nodded slightly, raised his left hand slightly, and slowly emerged a scroll of pictures, which floated in the air for a long time, and the man in white armor shook his hand slightly.
"Wow!"
The long Mingguan under his feet suddenly dissipated, turning into a golden streamer and returning to the painting, Li Xuanfeng didn't say much, the painting spun in the air and landed in front of Si Yuanli.
"Wow..."
Si Yuanli looked at the sky blankly, and the pink flowers fell on his face, and were blown away by his protective light, swept aside.
His pupil technique was the most brilliant, the moment the empty demon bowl in the sky disappeared, the glazed Dharma body full of sky was clearly seen by him, and combined with the terrifying vision, Si Yuanli only had one thought in his heart:
"Eighteen mages, all of them will be punished."
The soft petals had already covered his knees, Si Yuanli turned his gaze to the north, his eyes were endless pink and gold, nectar, petals, and glass covered him like an ocean, piercing him so much that he couldn't open his eyes.
"Such divine power, in the past five hundred years, who can compare."
I am afraid that only nearly seventy years ago, Shangyuan entered the group of Buddhists alone here, killed the two Buddha and three demons and left, and pacified Xu Guo can be compared...
His gaze moved back from the vision of the sky little by little, and cast it on a monk on the shore, his gaze was either fear, or joy, or surprise, and the only color in the eyes of the clan cultivator was the most:
"Awe."
Si Yuanli lowered his eyebrows and was stunned, his mind was in chaos, Li Xuanfeng tilted his head slightly and turned his gaze to him, Si Yuanli immediately stood up and listened attentively.
Li Xuanfeng's slightly hoarse voice echoed in the air, his voice was not loud, but he asked all the cultivators to listen respectfully:
"Beishi has been killed, the duty of defense has been exhausted, the Shouyuan Immortal Foundation has been exhausted, I only hope that Rong Xuanfeng will return to the lake and sit down."
His words made all the cultivators raise their heads, and their expressions were shaken, even if the Yuan family looked at Li Xuanfeng, who had caused a lot of unpleasantness, the eyes of the group of cultivators were all respectful, and the group of cultivators fell silent.
Although the cultivators came to defend as a last resort, the cultivators did not say that they did their best, at least they did their best, after all, behind the riverbank were the clansmen and caves of the cultivators, which one was not dragging the family along?
Now almost everyone can see that the riverbank is all guarded by Li Xuanfeng alone, this murderer is about to sit down, and the fear and fear of the families are transformed into happiness, and even with awe and some gratitude.
"Fortunately... It's okay...'
On the contrary, some scattered cultivators and clan cultivators looked at each other, showing regret and gratitude, and raised their heads to look at him, not knowing what to say.
Si Yuanli's mind was shocked, and the ominous premonition in his heart finally came true, and he said secretly in fear:
"He...! He's going to sit down!'
Li Xuanfeng's death and serious injury while guarding the shore was almost a completely different situation for Si Yuanli! He saw that Li Xuanfeng was majestic, and he was still a little happy, but now there was only coldness in his heart:
"This is completely different! This is completely different! Li Yuanqin is a confidant of the Chi family, once he falls for defense, the Chi family can make a big fuss!"
"When the time comes, don't say whether the Li family can support me and wait... I'm afraid that if I don't get it right, the taste of the whole war will change!"
No matter how cold his heart was, he could only respond bitterly when the words came to his lips:
"Why is this... Good... Xuan Feng..."
Li Xuanfeng nodded slowly to him, his voice slightly lowered:
"[Please hold the gold] is difficult to take out at this time, and when I sit down, I will definitely send it to my home."
His eyes fell slightly softly on Si Yuanli, although this person was born in Qingchi and had done many unspeakable things, but now that tens of millions of people in Jianghou can be saved, he is also indispensable, after all, he is a sword cultivator, and he still has some bottom line in his heart.
Si Yuanli met his gaze, and even felt a little ashamed in his heart, Li Xuanfeng was about to die now, in order to obey his orders, this man had not yet realized that he secretly admired Li Xuanfeng, and only felt heartache:
"It's a pity......"
Li Xuanfeng chuckled, turned into a gust of white wind and left, the Li family naturally didn't have to accompany them here, they all rode the wind, everyone stood sideways in unison, and said respectfully:
"Farewell, my lord!"
This voice spread from east to west, gradually converging, and even neighboring Gu Lanying had some reverence in his eyes, turned slightly sideways, and bowed in the direction he was leaving.
"Farewell to seniors..."
Si Yuanli's heart was cold as if he was stuffed with cold snow, but he found that more and more eyes were casting him, and a woman in green walked out from the side, dressed gorgeously and beautifully, with a sword pinned to her waist, and bowed to him first.
"Not good!"
Si Yuanli only felt his scalp tingle, but Lingu Lanying's voice resounded like a big bell in his mind, making him tremble all over:
"Senior Yuanli! Bei Xiu has retreated, do you want to go to rescue Bian Yan?"
Si Yuanli turned his head sideways and found that the entire south bank was cold-eyed, so silent that he could hear the needle, and everyone's eyes stabbed like swords, as if the sky was full of arrows, piercing him all over the cold.