The magical power was in motion, and his figure instantly turned into a rolling black evil, changing unevenly between evil energy and evil light, rising and flying, welcoming all kinds of brilliance that flew down.
The five kinds of fire mixed with the [White Yin Fan] gushing out of the deep qi fire, one after another, floated down, and collided with the rolling evil energy, rising into red and black light, and the two fires separated, revealing the white jade mountain falling from the sky.
"Ding!"
The hilt of the long-handled paddle knife was gently raised to his chest, holding the mountain of white jade against it, and another hand rushed out of the evil energy, grabbing the jet-black halberd that was coldly stabbed out of the fire.
"Bang!"
Then a spark exploded, and the five fingers were angry, locked tightly on the halberd branch, and the contact place rose with the explosion of black smoke, making a tooth-shattering creak.
Li Zhouwei's [Jiazi Soul Refinement and Halberd Technique] is certainly powerful, but unfortunately the weapons in his hand are only magic weapons and ancient magic weapons, and they are really not good in the hands of the Purple Mansion.
Only this halberd transformed by the surging black flames broke into the evil energy, causing Helian Wumeng to reach out and catch it, burning his palms with black smoke, which was the only spell that could cause substantial damage.
The "Gate of Heaven" in the sky has arrived!
Helian Wumeng paid attention early, turning into smoke and eating so many attacks from the other party, just to free up his hand at this moment, at this time, one hand and two fingers together, raised to the chest, and the eighteen glazed orbs on his waist immediately disappeared.
"Buzz!"
These glazed orbs echoed each other, emitting the light of the moon, turning into a white jade disk in the air, steadily catching the 'Heaven' magical power in the sky, and the moon and the bright sun collided, emitting bursts of brilliance like boiling.
These eighteen glazed orbs are called [Xi Ci Jiang Liuli Star], which was originally a treasure that Helian Wu pressed down on the bottom of the box, but he refused to use it for a long time, just for this moment!
It's not that he is afraid of this magical power, but the place is really wrong now, if it is placed on the sea or in the north, he must try the power of this magical power, now although he is happy to see the hunt, but he has not lost his mind and penetrated deep into the enemy's hinterland, how can he be easily suppressed by the magical power?
But he had just released the treasure, the situation in front of him suddenly changed, the four arms generated behind the other party were already playing a role of containment, the main body of the golden-eyed young man in the sky had already withdrawn his hand, holding Da Sheng in his hand with one hand, golden light came out of his eyes, and the other hand penetrated into the evil energy, and actually pinched Helian Wumeng's neck in the illusory evil energy!
"Huh?"
Helian Wumeng practiced the 'evil qi' body supernatural power, gathering and dispersing as he pleased, unless the other party has the blessing of life supernatural power, it is extremely difficult to discover his true body from the evil qi at once, it is logical to use magic to force it out, how can it be pulled out of the evil qi abruptly?
But at the moment, his neck was locked with his bare hands, and before he could have an accident, his whole body recklessly poured into his eyes, and the light of the eighteen glazed orbs in the sky was dim, and his eyes suddenly turned blood-red, and a surging demonic energy rose, wanting to turn into a surging demonic light to force the other party back.
The golden eyes of the young man in front of him were burning, and the heavenly gate in the sky also disappeared, and the light also rose between the eyebrows.
"Boom!"
The blood-red magic light and the Shangyao Fuguang turned into a substantial pillar of light in the air to confront each other, at the moment of this collision, the blood color occupied the entire sky in an instant, and a red light spread out from Helian Wumeng's body, although the size of the brilliance was similar, the opponent's magic was even more mysterious, and the input mana was even more powerful regardless of the consequences!
But a faint golden light emerged from the [Shang Yao Fu Guang] at the center of Li Zhouwei's eyebrows, which was the power of the sun provided by [Fu Luo Jin]!
This trace of pure solar power flowed upstream, as if something had been drawn away, causing this blood-colored demonic light to turn into an attic in the air, suddenly decaying.
At the same time, the golden-eyed young man approached suddenly, and the face quickly enlarged in his pupils, only to hear a loud noise, and the moment the magic light was interrupted, the young man in silver-black armor had already been punched on the head, and a black cloud exploded.
"Hmm..."
Two lines of blood and tears instantly flowed down Helian Wumeng's cheeks, the evil energy in the sky exploded in unison, his figure also disappeared from place with red light, and there was no trace of the red scene in mid-air, his figure actually moved sideways dozens of feet, stopping with billowing black smoke.
Li Zhouwei shook his hand gently, the demonic blood in his hand was constantly turning into a rolling storm-like evil energy, floating up - Helian Wumeng's golden cicada shelling method obviously required a price.
The Northern Di man closed his eyes at the moment, his face was in pain, and rolling blood and tears were constantly flowing from the corners of his eyes.
Helian Wumeng suddenly had two more round holes on his cheeks, which were gently flipped, and two blood-red eyes temporarily grew under his closed eyes, and the dazzling red light emerged again, fixing the white light that was chasing through the sky!
[Shang Yao Fuguang] can have such power, most of it relies on the power of the sun released by [Fu Luo Jin], but this solar power is not continuous, at this moment it has already invaded the opponent's eyes, the white light suddenly faded, but was defeated by the red light, allowing this menacing demonic light to fall on the forehead of the golden-eyed young man.
"Boom!"
At the same time, the long-handled knife was raised upwards, and with a clanging sound, the halberd that broke through the air and was cold like a poisonous snake was blocked.
"Clang!"
In a hurry, he didn't show weakness, but unfortunately the other party didn't resist the magic light at all, but suddenly turned the halberd, and the twig with colorful light flew across his face, picking up a terrifying wound that almost cut off half of his face, and the bright white teeth could be vaguely seen in an instant!
Helian Wumeng's expression was extremely calm.
"Thousand Hundreds of Corpses"!
The color of the body's supernatural power continued to brighten, and the wound that occupied most of the face had just appeared, shrinking suddenly, and actually returned to its original appearance, not to resolve the power of the bright sun and the black flame that had been stagnant on the wound and constantly destroying, but extremely cleverly and quickly restrained it, condensing into a thin golden white mark.
But he still didn't have time to dissolve the sunlight in his eyes, so he only dodged gently, and immediately turned into evil energy and dissipated again, condensing and forming on the other side, slightly embarrassed.
Without him, he just avoided re-emerging from the sky and locked his 'Gate to Heaven'.
Li Zhouwei on the other side also stunned slightly, the magic light on his forehead exploded instantly, and a little bit of white bones flashing with colorful light could be seen in an instant, but the golden white blood that gushed out instantly dissolved all the demonic energy, causing the skin and flesh of the wound to grow back, and instantly restored to smooth skin.
This magic light undoubtedly gave Helian Wumeng another chance to breathe, [Xi Ci General Liuli Star] suddenly brightened, taking advantage of this opportunity to suppress the young man on the opposite side.
How could Li Zhouwei not see that this treasure was powerful, Taixu vibrated, Ming Yang towered, 'Heaven's Gate' gave up on the other party, stood up from the bottom up, resisted the glass beads in the sky, and billowed white smoke.
"Ugh..."
The two were far apart, and finally stopped at the same time.
"Buzz..."
Li Zhouwei turned his arm and horizontal halberd, and the great rise kept buzzing, letting out a whine, even though there were surging black flames covering it, preventing it from directly touching the spiritual weapon, this magic weapon still looked a little overwhelmed.
Helian Wumeng blood and tears still didn't stop, he coughed, and two golden lights erupted from his closed eyes, which finally opened, revealing the hollow scorched black color, and those two terrifying eyes suddenly crawled upwards and filled the empty eye sockets, making his face handsome again, looking at it from a distance, it turned out to be the same as before.
A big battle was hearty, and they were separated in an instant, and the two of them were in no strange shape, except for Helian Wumeng's face, which had a faint scar on his face that was quickly fading its golden and white color.
The sky also took the two of them as the dividing line between the north and south, redistributed, one side was rolling with boundless darkness, and on the other side, the bright light and colorful clouds were flying, and the two of them did not speak for a while.
It was not that the winner was distinguished, but the hazy golden light was rapidly spreading from the northwest, and one golden body after another had already emerged behind Helian Wumeng, their eyes were greedy and fearful, they all closed their hands and lowered their eyebrows, silent.
At one point, four people came to pity.
Li Zhouwei had his back to the river, and the bright sky was competing with the other party's demon monks, but the two sides did not make a move, so he saw a pitiful laugh, glanced at Li Zhouwei, and put his hands together and whispered:
"The northern success is just that the sword has not been conquered, and this place is still not safe, I will wait for the order to receive the Taoist friends to return to the small room..."
Helian Wumeng didn't even look back, his face was surprised, and his hands were still a little itchy, looking at Li Zhouwei from a distance, until the deep voice came from the air:
"Good Dharma body."
Li Zhouwei praised, Helian Wumeng still looked at him in amazement, the tip of the long-handled paddle knife was facing down, nailed to the clouds, raised a finger, and gently brushed over the golden white scar on his face, and the golden white color reached his finger, and he held it up in front of him to take a closer look:
"Okay!"
A joyful look appeared in his eyes.
"Fighting against Minghuang will defeat my three years of hard work!"
Although the wounds on his face faded and his magical powers were resolved, there were still traces left on his face, making his face a little more fierce.
"I remember this halberd."
The two sides faced each other in the air from a distance, and the spiritual consciousness locked on each other's every move, and after a few breaths, two figures flew in from the south in a hurry.
This group of demon cultivators retreated urgently, only these two escaped from these two, and even the black light flashed on the young man in black, obviously protected and intimidated by the Purple Mansion talisman, if it weren't for this, I am afraid it would not be so easy to leave.
The other person was covered in burning fire and bright light, his lower body had disappeared, and the remaining upper body was also billowing with black smoke.
Li Zhouwei on the river glanced lightly, and Helian Wumeng quietly clenched the long-handled paddle knife in his hand, with a smile in his eyes, which was self-evident.
Since the Sun Dao system has been defeated, it is mostly a retreat at this moment, after all, this Taoist system has a deep heritage, and no one will force it too hastily, and Helian Wumeng and the others are really too deep, and the north is not in order, afraid of being wrapped in dumplings, so they have to withdraw, these people must be taken away.
Once the fight started, Helian Wumeng was enough to keep Li Zhouwei, and it was hard to say what the rest of the pity would do.
But Li Zhouwei only swept his eyes, clenched the halberd with his five fingers, and said coldly:
"People can go, but the contents of their stomachs stay."
As soon as these words came out, the four pity people all looked eager to try, but Helian Wumeng was willing to stay here for a long time, laughing, and even a little gloating, watching the excitement was not a big deal, and just said:
"Spit it out!"
Seeing the demon cultivator beside the young man in black, his face collapsed, and he spat out a lot of flesh and blood, and was immediately bound by the light of the sky, converging into a round ball in the sky, and the two of them flew across the river in fear.
They hurriedly hid under Helian Wumengyun, looked at Li Zhouwei in a panic, and then turned their eyes back to their real face, their eyes seemed to be burned by the scars on their faces, and they quickly lowered their heads, not daring to look at them more.
It was impossible for the Purple Mansion Dharma body to leave a scar, he obviously kept this wound in his heart, and deliberately left it, and now the demon cultivator who crossed the river ran back, he grabbed these two people, and the evil qi Dharma body quickly turned black and drifted away, leaving only a word that echoed in the darkness:
"It's boring to use more magic today! Looking... The Taoist changed his weapon and fought again!"
If it weren't for the fact that the weapon in his hand was really not suitable, he wouldn't have suddenly approached and forced him to use spells instead.
So the sky was bright, the darkness receded, and those Buddhist cultivators also retreated, Li Zhouwei stood in the clouds, quietly looking at the other party's distant figures:
"Helian Wumeng... Tieffer...'
He turned the magic weapon and looked at the [Great Rise] in his hand with some distress, the crescent moon-like twig had already bent and deflected a little, scattering a little golden shimmer.
"The materials of the ancient magic weapon are hard to find, so I have to keep them from breaking."
He only glanced at the magic weapon in his hand, glanced at the white qi on the horizon with a complicated expression, and then casually cast his gaze on the flesh ball spit out by the demon cultivator, and said in a cold voice:
"Get out!"
Then I saw a head sticking out of the flesh and blood, only a body was connected, no limbs were visible, the face was handsome, but the face was bloody, the face was extremely pale, the breath was like gossamer, the lips trembled, and it was Fei Qingyi who saw that his life was not long!
In a big battle on the lake, without help, these demon cultivators had the intention of retreating, and used the Purple Mansion talisman to repel the enemy, so they pretended to trick him over and told him not to resist, and temporarily swallowed most of Fei Qingyi's body in one bite, obviously to take it across the river - whether it was a supplement or something of other value, it was handed over to Helian Wumeng to dispose of......
Most of the mana and blood have been squeezed out in other people's stomachs, and now that they have been spit out like this, Fei Qingyi's most of his body is supported by the tenacious vitality of the foundation, and almost the next moment it will turn into ice and snow, and his pupils will be dilated to the extreme, looking at Li Zhouwei with trembling lips, his head hanging low.
His consciousness was gradually blurred, but it was not that he did not know Li Zhouwei's name, and he had even seen this figure from a distance.
"It's only been a few years..."
Li Zhouwei looked at him with a smile, and with a gentle blow, a white wind swept up, pulling out his hands and feet from the meat ball, and inserting them into his limbs like green onions.
His face suddenly turned rosy, but before he could stand firm in the air, the white halberd had already been raised high, reflecting the colorful clouds and golden light in the sky, breaking through the sky and passing through his chest!
"Pfft!"
The halberd picked him up in the air, Fei Qingyi looked up to the sky like a dead fish and hung on the halberd, only those cold, dark golden eyes were left in the scene of the sky hanging upside down, the world was spinning, the pain was heart-wrenching, and there was only a cold thought left in his mind:
"It's better to die cleanly!"