Nine Heavens

Rain, night rain, cold!

The ancient Longyun Mountain is like a dragon howling in the sky, roaring in the wind, coaxing the thunder, tearing the sky ferociously through the lightning, Liu Qianlang suddenly saw a group of strange clouds approaching People are deceived by movements that are not easy to detect.

Suddenly there was a dark smell in the air, with infinite depression in his chest, Liu Qianlang looked at the evil cloud again. The center is as dark as ink, with layers of ghost green on the edges, faint yellow halos, the entire cloud group is shaped like a monster, dancing wildly with a huge ugly body pressing down on it, and I can't help but be terrified.

Turning his head to look at the master, he found that the master was looking at him, signaling himself to stay away from this place with his eyes. A wave of ominousness rushed to my heart suddenly, that gaze was infinitely loving, infinitely decisive, and infinitely vicissitudes.

Suddenly a gust of wind hit, Liu Qianlang staggered and stood still, and Master's cold and proud voice came from his ears: "Haha, Thunderbolt Xuanmo! You are still here, what a pity! You are late, I have already completed the teaching What a great cause! You are defeated! Haha, haha... Laughter and thunder are mixed together, like a turbulent wave hitting a ravine, and it lasts for a long time.

"Old Taoist Jietong, do you think that if you open your roots of wisdom and pass on some spells, you will be the Spiritual Venerable of the Cloud Realm? You are mediocre, it's a pity that your master accepted you, a fool! Bah! Don't think about it, I want to turn it into a demon, a demon... ································

The gloomy and terrifying roar came from the evil clouds above Cangya. With a bang, Liu Qianlang saw his teacher spitting out blood and touching his chest with both hands, but he still stood stubbornly in the pouring rain, looking up at the black cloud. Cloud, with cold eyes.

Master, Master, Liu Qianlang said it over and over again in his heart, and his eyes were already filled with tears.

I really want to rush up to support Master, but obviously I don't have that ability, just the invisible pressure of that evil cloud has made me breathless, I really can't imagine how capable that monster is.

The group of dark clouds twisted triumphantly, and from time to time there were sparse humming sounds.

Master Jietong fixed his figure, stood up slowly, glanced back at his lover, and then raised his head to watch the roaring clouds, his eyes were calm and firm.

Slowly raise your hands to your chest, clap your palms together, and chant in your mouth. The sound was very small at first, but then it became louder and louder, resounding like a bell resounding through the sky.

That group of strange black clouds seemed to hesitate for a moment, and faintly restrained, peeping and probing.

At this time, Master Jietong stood tall and proudly, and at some point around his body was surrounded by a layer of faint silver blossoms. As the silver blossoms continued to thicken, Master Jietong's figure also began to rotate, his eyes were slightly closed, and his hands were slightly closed. Flying fast.

I could only hear the crackling sound of fingertips, Yinhua turned into countless silver flowers, bright and clear, and after spinning around for a while, they gathered at a distance of ten feet in front of Zhentong Jietong's eyes, dancing and rising, and suddenly turned into countless flowers. A silver dragon, dragon chant bursts, shimmering dazzling.

Just listen to a stop drink: go! Countless silver dragons shot at the black cloud above like ten thousand sharp swords.

"The Curse of Ten Thousand Dragons and Silver Flowers! Haha, Jietong is an old man, I didn't expect you to have such abilities, it's really rare.

It's a pity that your mana is too weak, even if you are urged by the broken soul, it can't help me. "At this time, the black cloud suddenly congealed into a human form, with a dark and purple face, eyes like holes, dark and miserable.

A hideous green mouth with a big mouth that seems to be dripping with greedy saliva.

The whole figure kept shaking, and when one looked closely, there were actually countless hands all over the body, and each hand held a huge bright red stick. All hands danced wildly, with strange horns between them, they smashed at the ten thousand silver dragons in unison.

Immediately, black clouds rolled wildly, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, and the sky was filled with dark red. After a burst of landslides and ground cracks, Jietong Daoist and Thunderbolt Xuanmo both shot away into the distance and disappeared into the darkness. The pitiful scream.

After a long time, everything became quiet, with only the sound of rushing rainwater in his ears, watching the flood rushing towards the valley from the cliff, Liu Qianlang suddenly felt that everything seemed like a nightmare, Cang Ya learned the skills, and inexplicably became a teacher , Xie Yi Hei Yun, is this real or a dream?

Gusts of mountain wind blew, and suddenly there was a cold war. His eyes were sent to the boundless darkness, and he thought to himself, this is not a dream, it is real. That Taoist priest, his mentor just fought with a devil, and now he is a human being. Suddenly, I remembered that heart-piercing scream again in my consciousness, my heart hurts!

Raising his head suddenly, Liu Qianlang couldn't help being overjoyed. There were two figures standing proudly above the sky, a silver halo surrounding his body, his silver clothes fluttering, his beard fluttering, his whisk shaking slightly, his eyes were cold like sharp swords Shooting towards a black figure on the opposite side.

Liu Qianlang looked intently, the black figure was in tight black clothes, with red neon clothes on his shoulders, trembling with the wind. His gaze was as cold as it was, with an added layer of evil.

"Master!" Liu Qianlang couldn't help shouting, but Gaokong Jietong didn't move, his eyes were fixed on the Thunderbolt Xuanmo opposite him, and he didn't move at all. The Thunderbolt Xuanmo also stared at the real person Jietong, silent.

Just like that, staring at each other indifferently, as time passed by, Liu Qianlang's eyes turned black, but he still couldn't see any changes between them, like two sculptures suddenly appeared in the sky hundreds of feet high.

But the two people who are hundreds of feet high in the sky are not so relaxed. After the first time the two fought against each other, they couldn't help being extremely surprised.

Daoist Jietong secretly thought, he really deserves to be the messenger of the Demon Lord, he is really amazing, thanks to the 40% mana he used just now, otherwise he would have died.

Thunderbolt Mysterious Demon also secretly thought that it was not good. Unexpectedly, this stinky Taoist priest was really not idle under the sea, and he even learned such a domineering magic skill. Fortunately, he has not practiced it well yet.

The two looked at each other, neither of them dared to strike again rashly, they secretly compared their true strength, the two true strengths were formless but infinitely powerful.

Liu Qianlang also gradually saw some clues, and saw that the teacher and the Thunderbolt Xuanmo were separated by a distance of several tens of feet, and the dark clouds in the middle kept shrinking and shaking, forced by real power, the distance between the teacher and the Thunderbolt Xuanmo Within ten feet, the emerald sky is as clean as washing, and the stars are shining.

But it was still raining heavily. Liu Qianlang was puzzled, the two of them were seriously injured just now, especially when their mentor taught him the kung fu, their true strength was almost exhausted, how could they suddenly become so powerful. It seems that the method of cultivation is really profound.

I don't know how much time has passed, but the Thunderbolt Xuan Mozhong couldn't hold it anymore, and the bright red cloak suddenly floated in front of him, flying fast, purple light flashed like a rainbow shining through the sky, so gorgeous.

However, as it rotated, the color became darker and darker. When the color was dark purple and deepened to almost black, it flew towards the boundary channel person with infinite power.

Glancing at the flying black purple cloak, a lightness flashed in his eyes, and he saw Master Jietong, flicking the whisk frequently, faster and faster, a silver light wall suddenly stood in front of him, the silver flower extended, grounded into the sky, and it was also swift Push to Thunderbolt Xuanmo.

The moment the Xuanzi cloak and the silver wall were about to collide, the silver wall suddenly turned into countless snowflake swords spinning all over the sky, stabbing at the Xuanzi cloak randomly.

"Huh!" Suddenly, the Thunderbolt Xuanmo's surprised voice came from the air. Immediately, the Xuanzi cloak suddenly turned into a series of Xuanzi brilliance, and disappeared after a burst of crackling. Looking at Thunderbolt Xuanmo again, the purple cloak was draped over his shoulders again, but his figure retreated several dozen feet.

Here, Master Jietong saw that this move would not work. Turning around and brushing against the wall, using both palms with twelve successful powers, he jumped up and shot at the Thunderbolt Xuanmo with the most primitive moves, and all chopped off at the head of the Thunderbolt Xuanmo.

Thunderbolt Mysterious Demon had no intention of backing down, he said in his heart, wanting my life is really delusional.

Simply, use the same strength in the palms, and face the flying palms straight. After a coaxing sound, Liu Qianlang could clearly see that both of them spurted a few mouthfuls of blood with a bang, and with the light of the two's body protection halos and lightning, the blood was extraordinarily glaring, and Liu Qianlang couldn't help but burst into tears. Fight cold war.

Then, Thunderbolt Xuanmo and Jietong Daoist retreated one after another, unable to hold themselves back, both fell down the valley,

"Master!" Liu Qianlang shouted, but this time he didn't surprise him again, he stared at the bottomless abyss, stood in the wind and rain, looked at the endless darkness, cold, hungry and sad.