Li Zhouwei controlled the bright light to this point, which really shocked the two of them together!
"Yes... The royal family of the homeland...'
The heart of this real person in yellow immediately hung up complicatedly, only looking at those golden eyes and the golden lines flashing on his neck, his mouth was bitter, and he didn't know how to deal with it!
The bright spiritual weapon in his hand was slightly dimmed, he didn't make a sound, and he didn't make the slightest extra movement, he took a step back, and that complex emotion just came to his heart, and a fear arose for no reason!
"Mingyang is domineering, I forced Cui Jueyin to return to the state... It is against the [Oath of the Western Xiao]! It hurt his face again, I'm afraid it's a great shame, it's fine not to see me, but now he suddenly saw me...'
Cui Yushan was born in the West Sea, and his ancestors moved away from the East China Sea when Li Xuan restored the country, whether it was the Cui family's branches and leaves, gradually becoming unclose to the main lineage, unwilling to bear the cause and effect of a hundred generations, or the Chongzhou Cui family's means of preserving the bloodline... His Xihai Cui clan is all about cutting off past cause and effect... The banner clearly severed ties with the Li family!
He thought he had done nothing wrong in this matter, but in the eyes of the emperor, how could there be such a right or wrong...
His heart suddenly hung to the top, the sky flickered under his feet, and the supernatural power saw that the person in front of him was three points shorter, and he actually had the urge to break out of the door!
But the real man in blue in front of him frowned and was suspicious, and his heart also chuckled:
"It's Li Zhouwei!"
This real person was born in the South China Sea [Qusi Mountain], and Xuanyi Zhenren's [Jingyi Mountain] was a family hundreds of years ago, and they were considered to be the same family, and now they are still very close, and they often come and go.
"Wei Li... It's also inappropriate to fight...'
He sighed in his heart:
"Although Xuanyi said that she has a very close relationship with Zhaojing Zhenren, it is really difficult to explain without evidence, but Cui Li's love is known to the world, and he will definitely stand on the side of Yangya... Don't misunderstand!'
So without saying a word, not even wasting time, without saying a word, he took up the light, and it had already turned into a rolling Dharma style and dispersed...
This scene is quite ironic, whether it is Li Zhouwei or Yang Ya, they all understand why the other party retreats easily, and Yang Ya is so embarrassed that he doesn't know how to advance or retreat for a while:
According to legal theory, as the Cui family's purple mansion, he has accepted the Taoist tradition of the Wei Kingdom, and when he sees Bai Lin, he should bend his knees and bow down and call him a lord - it is not an exaggeration to even call him His Highness or his emperor!
"In the grotto-heaven, all the adults are watching, this sentence is called out... It is equivalent to letting the Cui family of Xihai and even Chongzhou stand in line!'
But if this sentence is not called, how can Yangya be better?
How did Cui get started? It was the Wei Emperor and the ancestor of the Cui family, Cui Yanjun and his ministers, who swore an oath on Xilao Mountain to create a great cause together, which led to the later glory!
At that time, the Wei emperor promised:
[There is a Wei dynasty, and the king is the lord of the upper yao].
Cui Yan said:
[Past kindness and pity, ministers and Tianzhi, clan relatives, if there is no encouragement, dare to insult the people... The light kills him].
Later, one became the Emperor of Mingyang, the other became the True Monarch of Shangyao, and the oath was fulfilled, and in the end of the Wei Dynasty, the Cui family enjoyed all the spiritual splendor, achieved immortal nobility, and even became the first family - at the peak of the Heavenly Empire and when it was about to collapse, Cui Mu could even rely on the law of the Heavenly Empire to falsely become the true king... What a noble thing is this?
Even if the subsequent history is endless blood and tears, the truly glorious Cui family has also experienced it, and future generations can answer the past well-deservedly:
"I am a relative of the True Monarch Sect."
Wei Li's past is not only the blood and tears of the Cui family, but also the brightest and proudest place of the Cui family, Cui Yushan is no exception, the memory is particularly deep, even he, the character who insists on separating from the Li family, when he was young, he never had a midnight dream, dreaming of the emperor coming to the world and having a king and father in the world.
Even Yangya can understand why the predecessors went to revive the Wei state one after another:
"Emperor Qi broke the country and burned his books three times, except for my Chongzhou Cui family who had reservations overseas... Everything else has been almost worn away, and [Oath of Xixiao] is indeed remembered by few people now... but..."
"But the oath made by the two lords back then, everyone in the world may not remember it, but there is one thing that must be remembered clearly."
"Mingyang Guo!"
As Cui Yan said - [Light kills his body], this is the agreement between an emperor and a true king, without this light hanging high above his head, no matter how good the family style of the Cui family was, he would not be able to be respectful and good for the people!
[Oath of Xixiao] is no longer binding, but it is still a little hope of the Cui family, it may be better to cultivate other Taoist traditions, he Yangya is cultivating Mingyang, even if he can laugh and talk about this oath on weekdays, at this moment, he can't help but hesitate:
"Who knows if he has Mingyang concerns? Who knows which part of Mingyang he represents?'
Under these many conflicts, he could only stand stiffly aside, not daring to leave, not daring to speak, bowing slightly, standing like a sculpture, waiting silently.
Li Zhouwei didn't have time to pay attention to him, purely when there was no one beside him, he untied the [Huayang Wang Yue] from his waist and dealt with the formation, as time passed, the white light that shrouded this place became obviously weaker, and it collapsed at an exaggerated rate, and with just one axe, he cut the white light to pieces!
He lifted his sleeves, gathered all the things on the platform in the wind, and secretly investigated, knowing that the side hall on the other side had already been taken away, glanced at Yang Ya who was bowing aside, and walked away without saying a word.
This move simply saved his life! Yangya broke out in a cold sweat, suddenly relaxed, hurriedly riding the wind, the panic in his heart dissipated, leaving only empty fear and complexity, and he went into the distance without looking back, and he became confused:
"Can I, Cui, really hide... Is there any point in all this? If every time Wei Li appears, he needs the Cui family to be buried, is it my turn today?'
"If I stay out of the situation... Does it represent... The sacrifices of the seniors have become empty...'
He was infinitely confused in his heart, and he walked away in embarrassment, shuttling between the empty world, and his heart was cold, and he even became suspicious:
"Is it a curse from generation to generation, or is it a temptation after temptation? My ancestors of the Cui family have forgotten death for generations, is it because of loyalty, or because they all want to be the protagonists of the [Oath of Xixiao]?"
……
"Clang!"
The rolling true fire storm was running in the mountains, shuttling through the cyan palace, and the monk in the golden robe stood quietly in the hall, the wandering true fire blew through his sleeves and smashed into the hall with a bang.
The man in the golden dress rolled up his sleeves, and the real person on the other side was burned by the fire, took a step back slightly, his face was gloomy, and while raising the true qi water and fire, blocking the true fire, he lowered his eyebrows and said:
"It's too rude to be a friend of the building!"
It was Lou Yingge's face calm, and the magical power in his hand was not at all polite, reflecting him like a true fire furnace, radiating brightly, turning into thousands of streamers and hitting the person in front of him, while saying casually:
"Lin Zhenren is joking, how can it be polite!"
He responded, his eyes silently sweeping across the sky.
The colored light in the sky has become increasingly rare.
You must know that the Purple Mansion gathered here is the largest in a hundred years, far better than the Anhuai Heaven back then, no matter how big this mountain range is, it is like child's play in front of all the Purple Mansions, and it has been almost divided in an instant.
However, the fight between several great real people in the center became more and more intense, the entire sky roared, several Taoist towers had collapsed, and the spiritual treasures had their own owners, but they still refused to stop, but they were hearty, and it was very meaningful.
What's even more fatal is that as the magic weapon is slowly lifted, the mystery is stimulated, and the power of blocking and storing this place is getting stronger and stronger, so those who get the treasure rush to escape, and they feel uneasy if they can't get it, and they would rather chase after it than wander in this dangerous place.
You must know that there are endless bones surrounding this mountain range, and there are many good things in it... There are even many Taoist traditions left behind, so naturally you can't miss it!
More Purple Mansions had gained enough, and immediately restrained their greed, dispersed everywhere, and prepared to leave the grotto-heaven.
"At the moment, you are still here to fight... Most of them are some monks from the middle of the Purple Mansion..."
He withdrew his gaze, his gaze swept from the jade platform in the very center, frowning secretly, the true fire on his body became more and more intense, but he suddenly raised his eyebrows, and a golden red light jumped in his hand, and he sneered:
"Taoist friends have been waiting for a long time!"
Sure enough, I saw patches of clouds surging, and a black light fell from the sky, and I was about to fall on the jade platform, but it was blocked by the golden red light, raising up clouds and flashing black light.
It was Lou Yingge who changed color slightly:
"Witch Dao?"
But I saw the black air rolling and drifting, and a person appeared from nothing, tall and thin, with a sallow complexion, dressed in black, stepping on black boots, with red eyebrows and a jade plaque in his hand.
Master Lin blinked slightly, his smile half sarcastically, half inquiringly, as he said, "What a man! How dare you block the path of our northern noble family princes!"
The man didn't speak, but with a faint smile, a voice echoed in everyone's ears:
"Nanshun Luozha, Jiao Zhongzi!"
"How dare you!"
Lou Yingge had certainly heard of Nanshun Luozha's name, and Dilutian Sanglin was also quite famous, considered a rare and prominent figure in the art of shamanism after Duanmu Kui. But as formidable as Dilutian Sanglin was, Lou Yingge could tell at a glance that the man before him wasn't very powerful, and sneered.
But Jiao Zhongzi's eyes lit up, and layers of brown-red flames erupted from between his brows, suddenly falling down!
[Shao Shang Xiang Huo]
Master Lin, standing nearby, did not miss this brief moment of delay. While seemingly standing still, his magical powers had already soared forth. A radiant glow shone forth, but a dark light descended, suppressing his magical powers. A short, stout man emerged: Murong Yan.
"Fellow Daoist Lin! Long time no see!"
Murong Yan remained his short, stout self, seemingly untouched by the recent hardships. He laughed heartily, his Yinshui magical powers enveloping him, pinning the man before him firmly!
"In cahoots!"
Master Lin snorted coldly, but his expression showed no sign of surprise.
Murong Yan appeared just in time, but Lou Yingge's face showed no sign of joy. Instead, he suddenly erupted in flames. Colorful clouds rippled across the sky, a celestial light emerged, and the Heavenly Gate suddenly descended!
"Visiting the Heavenly Gate"
This Heavenly Gate is truly a landmark, instantly drawing attention!
"Li Zhouwei!"
Everyone paused. Lou Yingge, whose expression remained calm, suddenly sharpened with determination!
"He's finally here!"
Master Lin raised an eyebrow slightly, his face the calmest of the group. He clearly knew the grudges between them and was eager to see the show unfold. Jiao Zhongzi, shrouded in black energy, looked uncertain, yet his eyes held a hint of anticipation.
Only the short, stout Murong Yan's expression was drastically different from before. No longer was there any eagerness or amusement. Instead, a deep gloom suddenly settled over him. His eyes, filled with suspicion, stared darkly at the sky.
"Li Zhouwei... Li Zhouwei!" '
Murong Yan was no fool; he had his own backers within the Murong family. The last peril at Jiang'an had awakened him to his true nature. After repeated negotiations, he gradually came to understand his own situation!
Now, meeting Li Zhouwei, he couldn't help but harbor suspicions!
But no matter what they were thinking, Jiao Zhongzi was intent on restraining Shi Louyingge, and Murong Yan wanted nothing to do with Li Zhouwei. For a moment, they restrained each other, causing the "Ye Tian Men" to descend with a bang!
"Boom!"
At that moment, magical powers surged, unleashing a terrifying storm of inspiration. Dong Tian's Xuan Tao had long since failed, its formation weakening with each passing moment. The jade platform, teetering in the storm, finally gave way and exploded with a bang!
This was exactly what Li Zhouwei had planned!
Everyone's magical powers intertwined, their strength considerable. Murong Yan and Shi Louyingge were in cahoots, making this place difficult to seize. It would be best to take advantage of the mutual restraint, release the items within, and seize the opportunity! Sure enough, the white light shattered in an instant, and six golden streaks of light shot out!
"What a pity..."
Lou Yingge felt a pang of regret, but his magical power didn't slow down in the slightest. His golden robes fluttered, and golden-red True Fire gushed out around his body:
"'Pheasant's Walk'!"
The billowing sorcerous light dissipated, and the True Fire bound the golden light, hooking it into his palm. Lou Yingge narrowed his eyes slightly. Sure enough, in his palm lay a jade piece with golden patterns, emitting a faint glow.
"Only one-sixth..."
Lou Yingge didn't show much joy. He knew there was no chance of seizing the item. He turned and cast his gaze on the golden-eyed young man not far away, who was also holding the golden streak.
Their eyes met silently in the air.
Two streaks of light, one golden and one red, leaped into the air, streaking across the cave's sky at terrifying speed. A sharp sonic boom echoed through the air. In an instant, it was unknown how far they had traveled. The scenery shifted countless times, the streaks of light darting back and forth, and finally, they all came to a complete stop!
"Boom!"
Instantly, a strong golden-red radiance of true fire swirled through the sky, transforming it into a sea of blaze!
The golden-red fire erupted, instantly filling the field of vision. A hand as white as jade emerged from the flames, four crimson-patterned swords swirling in its palm, their reflections reflected in Li Zhouwei's golden eyes.
Also rising was the brilliant white edge of the halberd!
"Clang clang clang..."
[Great Ascension] danced, its bright golden body and the illusory, pure gold [Effect] magically intertwining. In an instant, it collided with the four crimson-patterned swords a hundred times. Intense skylight and true fire exploded together, and the four crimson-patterned swords had already leaped back into Lou Yingge's sleeves. The man's form was ethereal, his eyes cold:
[Chili Xing]!
Using this magical power at full power, hundreds of true fire Chili shadows emerged from him, transforming into hundreds of Lou Yingge figures within the roiling sea of fire. The eyes of these Chili shadows lit up simultaneously, and their hands formed seals in front of their chests:
[Shu Xuan Qing Ping Guang]!"
The connection between the magical power and the technique was remarkably seamless. This single move alone revealed Lou Yingge's mastery of true fire!
Hundreds of beams of true fire erupted with a sudden burst of light. Within the radiance, a celestial fire erupted, sweeping across the sky. Li Zhouwei then gently tossed it, sending forth a beam of green light.
This green light expanded as it flew through the air, transforming into a cyan square cauldron, its black bird pattern suddenly illuminating! Unleashing a resounding suction force, it drew in the true fire light cast upon it, locking it firmly in place!
[Bi Ting Qing Yan Xuan Ding]!
Li Zhouwei hovered in mid-air, his entire body radiating a brilliant celestial light. He remained unscathed by the surging celestial fire. From his brows, the [Shang Yao Fu Guang] suddenly erupted, like a golden blade of light spanning the sky, sweeping across, severing all the phantoms!
"Clang!"
The celestial fire surged, and beside him, four small, crimson swords with black patterns suddenly appeared. It was Lou Yingge who had materialized from the celestial fire!
But those golden eyes showed no sign of surprise. Li Zhouwei had already raised his hand, gripping it in the fire as if with perfect calculation, clamping it against Lou Yingge's waving hand. His five fingers suddenly exerted force, a crackling sound emanating from them. A dark spot, now filling the entire circle, appeared between his eyebrows. The omen of a solar eclipse had already emerged!
But Lou Yingge's gaze was sharp, fixed on him. His True Fire had already transformed into Li Fire. The red in his pupils suddenly intensified, a vision of the broken Mysterious Pillar looming.
"Boom!"
Then, dense black and gold [Emperor Qi Light] erupted, engulfing the golden-clad man before him, piercing through his chest and shins, exploding into bursts of Li Fire light!
Li Zhouwei shifted his gaze slightly, a suspicion forming in his heart:
"No..."
He suddenly leaped upwards, and fragments of colorful light emerged from the sky. Illuminated by the heavenly light, they descended into a cascade of Heavenly Gates!
“Bang!”
Before him, the pavilion exploded with a resounding roar. Pure True Fire swept across, pushing Ye Tian Men back several feet. The tremors sent four crimson, mystical-patterned swords soaring towards him. The pavilion also emerged from the Heavenly Gate!
The man's golden robes had transformed into golden-red Taoist robes. His eyes glowed bright red, and a crimson, circular halo appeared behind his head. Endless True Fire enveloped him, forming twisted patterns in the air, like a True Fire spirit!
Li Zhouwei stood amidst the radiant light. Ye Tian Men blocked all the True Fire one by one. The [Bi Ting Qing Yan Xuan Ding] in the sky, filled with magical light, transformed into white mist that poured down and draped over him. His long halberd held the crimson, mystical-patterned swords. His eyes lit up with a vibrant color:
“It’s still ‘Ji Li Xing’… What a powerful magical power!” '
Despite sighing, he keenly sensed the opponent's stagnation. While this technique was powerful, escaping from the [Emperor's Light] seemed awe-inspiring, yet it took him a while to recover!
The golden light between his eyebrows grew brighter and brighter, and mysterious scale-like patterns gradually climbed across his face, covering Li Zhouwei's face. 'Jun Daowei' had already been activated to its full potential.
"Clang!"
The long halberd suddenly broke through the blockade, dispersing the four crimson mystical-patterned small swords, and pierced the true fire towards Shi Lou Yingge's heart!
"What a powerful magical power!"
Shi Lou Yingge's 'Pheasant Walk' was fully activated, combined with other blessings, the power was truly formidable! An ordinary cultivator's Dharma body would grimace in fear upon contact. Even a cultivator who had cultivated a body of magical powers couldn't so easily ignore it!
Seeing Li Zhouwei see through his weakness and charging at him, he pressed his fingers together and thrust forward, instantly releasing a shower of true flames!
Lou Yingge possessed a high level of cultivation and a superior spiritual weapon. For years, he had focused solely on cultivation, free from the constant hustle and bustle of Helian Wujiang, seeking refuge in his clan. His strength was naturally superior... and more importantly, his understanding of Mingyang far surpassed Helian Wujiang's!
Helian Wujiang's golden light was a pure form of bewilderment and immobilization, devoid of any superfluous power. Its demonic power and malevolent aura were countered by him at every turn, rendering it completely ineffective. However, Lou Yingge's true flames, while certainly capable of disorienting him, were more importantly a fusion of tangible light and malevolence, landing precisely upon him.
The light of 'Jun Daowei' rose as promised, sweeping away the bewildering magical power. However, a tidal wave of light and malevolence followed, fluttering down upon him, halting his charge.
Li Zhouwei had grasped the power of "Jun Dao Wei" during their earlier battle for the Lihuo Spirit Treasure, and now he was no stranger to it. He thrust his halberd forward, thrusting forward with a speed that still startled Lou Yingge slightly. He summoned his crimson-patterned sword, sighing inwardly:
"I can't hold back!"
He then opened his mouth slightly, and a luminous light emanated from his throat. The Dharma light, nurtured within the Juque for nearly a hundred years, burst forth, flashing rapidly in the air. The intense sunlight radiated across the heavens and earth, completely obscuring the True Fire and the celestial light:
[Sun Leveling Mysterious Light]!
"Om..."
The bright sun's hue instantly enveloped the heavens and earth, revealing the terrifying power first manifested during the day. The blazing light descended, clanging against Li Zhouwei, sending him plummeting into the clouds like a meteorite!
"Boom!"
The immense sunlight rose from the ground, stirring up a brilliant white storm. The colorful clouds and the sky dispersed, and the clouds retreated, forming a vast, empty circle. Lou Yingge's face paled. He took two deep breaths, finally recovering from the intense drain of his mana. His gaze cast a dour gaze towards the storm beneath the clouds.
"It lacks the hue of the bright sun... 'Jun Daowei' is strong. This single blow won't be enough to severely injure him. He'll need another blow or two."
But just as Lou Yingge's thoughts settled, he suddenly felt a dizzying sensation, as if a spiritual sword had pierced his mind, stirring it with force.
Intense pain flooded his consciousness. He tried to open his eyes, but a venomous golden light fiercely penetrated them, nearly causing him to cry out in pain:
"Not good!"
Lou Yingge was startled. His eyes suddenly widened, his magical powers infused into them, and only then did he discern something from the chaotic golden light.
It was a pair of golden rings.
The mysterious ring, barely the thickness of a finger, appeared unremarkable, yet it faintly emanated a platinum-colored light, swaying constantly as it raced toward him, rapidly magnifying in his eyes.
"Spiritual treasure!"