The flames boiled and flowed down the skylight, and the hands on his neck became tighter and tighter, but Situ Mo still couldn't figure it out.
Why?
Li Zhouwei can find him on the vast river, Situ Mo was suspicious at first, but then quickly let go and understand, Li Zhouwei can find himself, there must be a purple mansion behind him, but why did Li Zhouwei show up? Isn't it good to escape into the East China Sea in one breath?
You Zifu can't count Li Zhouwei, can't you still count Situ Mo? Even if he Situ Mo was released by the Purple Mansion, his magical powers were mysterious, how could he not have eyeliner? No matter how Li Zhouwei withdraws, it will definitely not be as fast as the Purple Mansion.
"Why do you have to get rid of my knife!"
"Unless... The Purple Mansion that guided Li Zhouwei was to lure him to get rid of me... But the eyes of the Purple Mansion must be on me, even if he uses that talisman again... Can you run away?'
But before he could speak, Mingyang and Tianguang boiled out of his face, and the light of Shang Yao at the center of Li Zhouwei's eyebrows blew Situ Mo's entire head into foam of white bones and flesh, and the hot blood gushed out in an instant, evaporating into golden evil and flying up.
The gold-piercing sect master who had fought with the Li family for four generations finally melted clean in the scorching bright sun, leaving only two storage bags and a dull golden diamond-patterned vestment hanging on the halberd, and the two cuffs were raised high, fluttering in the wind.
"Wow."
The bright golden needles fell from the sky, floating and falling on the river, this set of precious foundation-building magic weapons was picked up by the light of the sky and floated back into the air, Li Zhouwei pulled out his halberd, and his figure turned into light.
"Boom!"
With the fall of Situ Mo, the sky quickly brightened, and the trees around the salty lake moved gracefully, and every leaf rustled and drooped.
The calm water surface rippled sharply, and the huge golden demon hit the salty lake, hooking up the celestial phenomena, causing the clouds to dissipate and the meaning of cold autumn to permeate the sky.
Situ Mo, as the peak of foundation building and practicing secret methods, the monk in the Purple Mansion accidentally fell into the Tao and died abruptly, without much loss of life and life, and the celestial phenomena were also vigorous, fast and fast.
This golden evil reached the sky, and quickly fell down, touching the lake surface and lake bed of the salty lake, the son of the golden earth, this scene instantly became a hundred times more gorgeous, the lake surface of the salty lake was blue, blue, and red, and the earth's veins vibrated, obviously there were mineral veins nurturing underground.
Not only did he not flee to the East China Sea, but he lit up the magic light, the bright light flashed, appearing in the sky by the river, two fingers and on his chest, urging mana.
"Boom!"
The river flowed by, the sky was hazy, there was already the brilliance of the morning light, a Ming Pass emerged out of thin air, stacked with white bricks, the corner tower towered, golden and brilliant, and the momentum broke out of the sky, shining in all directions in the clouds.
This Mingguan was fully urged by Li Zhouwei, and the brilliance shone on the salty lake, visible from near and far, attracting people from all directions.
The view here was extremely wide, on the shore of the salty lake that used to be Xuanyue Gate, he was just standing, his eyes in the void had already been cast one by one, and even a light of escape roared forward from the river, stopping suspiciously on the lake not far away.
Li Zhouwei still didn't move, the platinum armor on his body became more and more brilliant under the bright light, he parked his halberd on the ground, raised his eyebrows to look at the sky, and the sound was like thunder.
"Mochizuki Li's Li Zhouwei is here! Since you want to kill me to get rid of future troubles, do it quickly!"
This sound rolled and spread, rolling and spreading on the lake, and there was a brief silence for a moment, but no one answered.
Li Zhouwei's hand holding the Dasheng halberd turned slightly white, and he stood the halberd in the air with a "clang" sound, and sat cross-legged under the open gate like this, taking out a jade box from behind.
This jade box was as green as jade, with bright patterns, and the lid of the box slid open smoothly, and a green blade actually appeared from it.
This sword is four feet and five inches long, blue and white, with a white edge, quite magnificent, and the brilliance is as sparkling as water, with two ancient characters engraved in the middle:
【Blue ruler】
In the cold light, the sword seemed to be beating slightly, the hilt of the sword was tied with ordinary black cloth, the original owner cut it very finely, the edges were rounded, and words faintly appeared along the sword spikes that came down.
【Breaking】
[Seven Feet Qingming Bronze] is the gold of the moon and Shaoyin, it has been maintained for many years, and the blue and white color are even richer, even if the bright light in the sky is so brilliant, there is still sword light soaring into the sky.
Li Zhouwei put the jade box on his lap and waited quietly.
A little bit of bright light quickly appeared on the river, from far to near, and after two breaths, six monks in white and gray clothes had already come in the wind, getting closer and closer to the lake.
The six people were dressed in gray and white, with gold on their mouths, and they were the clothes of Changxiaomen, the leader was handsome, tall, with eyebrows at his temples, he was really a fairy style, and at a glance he was a senior disciple of the Immortal Sect, but his expression was a little complicated.
Seeing that the young man was standing still under the open gate, this man lifted his sleeves and did not make a move immediately, but tilted his head and asked:
"Where is the real person, this person fled to the salty lake and told me to wait for the moon to pounce on the sky, and now that I am in this realm, why can't I see the real person?"
The monk on the side replied with his hands clasped:
"Uncle Yunan, Zhaojing is outside, there is no reason to build a foundation for private harm in the purple mansion in the world, and Chengyan Zhenren should wait for me in Taixu."
Yu Nanzi has been stationed overseas all year round, he is a violent temper, but he knows a lot about the affairs of the world, he heard this, his heart was angry, and he said quickly:
"White sideburns, you are just too cowardly, why are you afraid of him? This is the seed of the Purple Mansion, I heard that it has a fate, it is much more terrifying than Zhaojing, let him escape, isn't it more dangerous? Let the real person slap him to death, Mochizuki Li is still on the lake, still has a weakness in his hand, Zhaojing dares to harm a disciple of my family, I will kill him when I pinch the Li family's direct lineage, what can he do?"
The white-sided man whispered:
"Uncle Master is used to killing people overseas, but it is not the same thing in the world, the Li family is related to several Zifu, and they are also the Zifu Immortals, and there are even several in-laws of the Zifu, and the real person also has a death, and they are also afraid of this method.
"Mediocre and cowardice are just leaving troubles for the future! … There are many ambushes on the lake... Let him run away, [The mountain is dark] failed to be here, and there is no Situ Mo."
The white sideburns could only try to comfort him as much as possible, and replied:
"Uncle, don't be angry, fortunately, several real people have paid attention to Situ Mo, and Cheng Yan Zhenren even ordered me to wait on the lake to guard according to the order of the Great Zhenren, and the other end personally followed Situ Mo, and now I have caught it."
"What's more, Cheng Yan Zhenren said... If something is wrong, he will take action himself, and he will take revenge to capture Li Zhouwei back, always try to find a way with small losses first."
"Situ Mo was not used to catch him! Without Situ Mo, do you know how many things can't be done!"
Yu Nanzi replied with anger, and the group had already stopped on the lake one by one.
Yu Nanzi looked at the Ming Pass in the clouds, saw the amazing momentum, and gradually became serious, stared at the young man carefully, shook his sleeves, and said:
"Take the sword, I'll catch him the same!"
The young man immediately raised his eyebrows to look, a pair of golden eyes stabbed over, Yu Nanzi was stunned for a moment, and the anger in his heart gradually turned into palpitations:
"No wonder the great man wants to catch him..."
But in the face of the six people who suddenly arrived, Li Zhouwei didn't say a word, and he didn't pinch the spell to cast a spell, the first action this young man made was to tie the blue-white sword to a conspicuous place in the armor.
Several people were so despised that they looked at each other, and the white sideburns had already taken out an aperture from his sleeve, only the size of a palm, the thickness of his fingers, he pinched the circle with two fingers, and looked at the person under his eyes with the other end, silently wondering:
"Strange..."
The monk didn't hold back at all, he took out the spiritual weapon when he came up, raised the aperture in his hand, and recited:
"Drive away the light and disperse sharpness, the sun is dark and the stars are falling, do not make an open fire, do not rely on its energy..."
In the middle of the words, Yu Nanzi had already led people to pounce, this Taoist priest was holding a slender magic sword in his hand, and circles of golden brilliance emitted on the sword.
Li Zhouwei glanced at him, drew his halberd, and used one hand hard, the halberd suddenly pounced on him like a dragon out of the water with a raging black flame, Yu Nanzi relied on himself to practice for two more years, and he was overseas all year round, and he was not afraid of him, facing the halberd light.
"Clang!"
Just heard a metal shock, Yu Nanzi's long sword suddenly raised uncontrollably, and the Gengjin magic light on the sword was eroded by the black flames and disappeared cleanly, but Li Zhouwei was not forgiving, and a halberd was pressed, and the light of the upper Yao suddenly gushed out from the center of his eyebrows, and he galloped away.
This spell was blessed by the plundering gold, penetrating far and near, and it didn't come towards Yu Nanzi, but went to the white sideburns that cast the spell a little further away in an instant.
The speed of the light was extremely fast, and the white sideburns never thought that Li Zhouwei would resist the five people and give up the near and far to deal with him, this time he was caught off guard, a halo appeared on the white sideburns, barely blocking it, burning until the flames rose and creaked.
The white-sided man's spell paused, causing the halo in his hand to light and dark, several people were despised by this, and only waved their magic weapons, Li Zhouwei's halberd was lifted back, lying on his chest, scattering the spells of the two people on the left and right, and the two black light halberds were immediately disbursed to set up the enemy's magic weapon.
The remaining fire leaving spell was urgent and fierce, in the shape of a bird, with some strange brownish-yellow color, it seemed to have the blessing of spiritual fire, not a simple technique, it was extremely powerful, and before it reached the back of the heart, flames had already been born from all directions.
A small flag immediately appeared behind Li Zhouwei, and the five-colored fire swept up, crashing into the fire and resisting it.
This sword was fierce from the fire, the light flickered, and the sword energy was like a rainbow, it turned out to be the art of sword control.
"Junior Brother Zhuang is a good spell!"
Yu Nanzi knew that he was powerful, so he specially ordered him to come, and at this moment he also pulled out his sword, urging the spell that had been brewing for a long time, releasing the wind of Xiqi, and also pressing towards Li Zhouwei.
Li Zhouwei was unhurried, the Mingguan behind him suddenly lit up, the sky shone down, gently suppressed the speeding fire magic sword, and the halberd shook a shot, stabbing back at the surrounding person.
He supported the five people in Changxiao alone, and there was no support for a while, facing Yu Nanzi's wind of dawn, he had no fear, his halberd swept away, and while he was sideways, the light of the upper Yao at the center of his eyebrows hit the sword of the monk surnamed Zhuang.
Although the white sideburns on the side were interrupted by him, the Taoist practice was profound, and the spell had been cast in a few breaths, he threw the aperture lightly, and quickly enlarged it in the air, turning into the size of a courtyard, the thickness of the embrace, and bursts of spiritual light were released from the circle, enveloping everything around him.
In an instant, the color of the Mingguan behind Li Zhouwei suddenly dimmed, and the flame in the small flag of the fire flickered and extinguished, and even the light of the upper Yao at the center of his eyebrows shrank by a week.
Only the black flames on the halberd were fierce, showing no signs of extinguishing, and even forced the spiritual light scattered from the sky to retreat by three points.
"Spiritual weapon."
Li Zhouwei supported the halberd, Yu Nanzi's morning wind was still spinning on the halberd, Mingyang's mana was expelled one after another, and the mana on both sides invaded, making him have to take a step back.
Yu Nanzi and the monks surnamed Zhuang are all direct descendants of the Purple Mansion, the remaining three are slightly weaker, but there are also two in the late stage of foundation building, the white sideburns in the sky want to manipulate the spiritual weapon for the time being, the monks sent by Changxiao obviously want to eat him.
He stood still, but several monks of Changxiaomen gradually dispersed and surrounded him, his white sideburns were running spiritual weapons in the sky, looking at him carefully, and the doubts in his heart still did not dissipate like shadows.
"There is no real person's order yet... It's strange, whether it's siege or capture alive... There must be an order!"
The north wind was blowing over the long sky, and the white sideburns were even a little absent-minded, he raised his eyebrows, and a faint blue color appeared in the sky higher up, blowing towards the northwest.
Of course he understood what the blue color in the sky was, it was Jianmen's [Treasure Spike Spring Breeze], flying from the top of Jianfeng and all the way to the combination of salty lake and the daytime sea breeze, nourishing Jiangnan, it was also a good thing, but no one dared to collect it in the Jianmen realm.
"[Baosui Spring Breeze] walked before combining with the sea breeze, which was the Jianmen territory... Is this the way... Why did it blow to Xuanyue Gate...'
His expression was stiff, a white light suddenly lit up in his hand, and he hurriedly grabbed a person from mid-air.
The white sideburns grabbed his throat and said coldly:
"Whose territory is this! Xuan Yue was not Ye... Did Duxian Dao eat it?"
This person was also a nearby casual cultivator, and quickly said in fear:
"Report to the Taoist... Xuan Yue no longer has any lakeside boundaries! I heard that the area around Xianhu Lake was privately returned to Jianmen, which has long been the boundary of Jianmen... Xuan Miao also hurriedly sent the territory over, from this area to the north, even more than half of the salty lake is the Jianmen territory!"
"My lord, I heard that the sword cultivator looked up from this place, and he could even see the sword light on the sword peak!"
These monks with white sideburns have been in retreat for many years, and as soon as they left the customs, they were pulled to the lake to ambush, and it was only a day or two, they only knew that Xuan Yue was swallowed by Du Xian, how could they know so much, and their hearts suddenly shocked:
"I see! No wonder... Unexpectedly fell into a trap... No wonder!"