Stealing The Heavens

Chapter 931 Seven Saints Siege

Lao Dao, who had a transparent hole in his lower abdomen, and Yan Jun, who had a large dent in his forehead, stared at each other with big horns, big eyes and small eyes. After a full quarter of an hour, they shook their bodies at the same time, and a strange fragrance spread. , their injuries healed at the same time. Not only that, their energy was also fully replenished, exactly the same as before they were injured.

After looking at each other fiercely for a while, Yan Jun Dajiao waved the spear in his hand and said dryly: "Go away and don't bother me."

The old Taoist with long eyebrows pondered for a moment, then he lowered his voice and said softly: "Dajiao, how about letting the Qing Emperor, the White Emperor, and the Black Emperor practice here with you? As long as they don't leave this fire source tree, today's matter will be nothing. The Tao will no longer investigate.”

Yanjun Dajiao rolled his eyelids, pointed his big gun at the old man with long eyebrows, and stabbed him again. This spear was completely different from the one just now. This time the spear thrust out, the void in all directions suddenly turned dark red, the temperature in the void soared, and the distorted heat wave melted the void into a swaying shadow. Mei Laodao was trapped in that small shadow.

The tip of the spear stabbed lightly, and the shadow broke apart. There was a "pop" sound, and the void was completely annihilated. Only the long-browed old man sitting on the futon with an ugly face was suspended in a void that seemed very small but was actually huge. In the nothingness of a thing. Circles of green light spread from Lao Dao's side, and the space, time, air, heat flow and other things that disappeared wherever the green light passed were restored, and everything returned to their original state in the blink of an eye.

The old Taoist with long eyebrows scolded sternly: "Dajiao, do you have to make things difficult for us?"

Yan Jun Dajiao spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground, which was a ball of purple-black magma. As soon as the burning purple-black flames touched the magma ocean, it burned the magma for several miles into a stream of green gas and dispersed, visible to Yan Jun The thick phlegm in Dajiao has a terrifying temperature. He held out his spear and said dryly: "Nonsense, you are the one who caused trouble for me by piercing your ears!"

Shaking his neck, the horns on his head spurted out large purple flames. Yanjun Dajiao shouted coldly: "Let's do it! If you can snatch Qingdi and the others away, I won't care about this matter. If you can't snatch them away, just get out of here." .. Well, you left behind the 'Fire Essence' from the pond you found in Hongmeng three thousand years ago, as well as the fire-returning pill you refined two thousand seven hundred years ago, and the fire-returning pill you collected five hundred years ago. That female apprentice with the innate fire god veins."

After pondering for a while, Yanjun Dajiao continued: "Your wine horn that can produce a corner of jade liquid and fine wine every day is also left. You Taoists and monks are shameless. You have set so many rules and precepts for your disciples. What's the point of living in a cave, eating meat and drinking wine? I don't have a good meal without wine, so it's only right to give me this wine corner!"

The old Taoist with long eyebrows gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Dajiao, are you a bandit who robbed the Tao? You..."

Yan Jun raised his eyebrows and said carelessly: "Which robber is more powerful than me? Tsk, if you want to snatch the three of Qing Emperor and the others from me, I will snatch the treasure I like from you.

Isn't it possible that you are the only one trying to rob me? "

The old Taoist was so angry that he sneered and waved Dragon Tiger Gold Ruyi, and two lights and shadows, one dragon and one tiger, shot out, volleying towards Yan Jun's big horn. He gritted his teeth and said: "That's very good. Today, I'm going to learn from you. I haven't seen you for so many years. How much have you, Yanjun Dajiao, improved?"

Wu Qi carefully poked out a trace of his spiritual consciousness mixed with boundless fire energy from the ground, and watched the fight between this pair of supreme beings in the Hedao realm. The existence of the Hedao realm, Wu Qi was only one step away from the Hedao realm in his previous life, and he could already touch the edge of that realm, but unfortunately he was killed by a team of people. In this life, he must put his body into practice and see what it feels like.

One dragon and one tiger flew toward Yan Jun's big horns, but he didn't bother to pay attention to the two purple lights and shadows. He grabbed the spear, shouted "Hey ha" and stabbed the long-browed Taoist between the eyebrows. The light and shadow of the dragon and tiger collided with Yan Jun Dajiao's body. A loud noise was heard. Two huge gaps were opened in Yan Jun Dajiao's body, but the spear also pierced Taoist Changmei's forehead.

The strange fragrance drifted by, and the severely injured Yan Jun Dajiao's broken body recovered as before, as if he had not been injured.

The long-browed Taoist snorted coldly, and pointed the Dragon Tiger Jade Ruyi in front of him. Yan Jun's big-horned spear suddenly burst out with a dazzling fire. The sharp spear actually turned into a tree branch. The red branches were spraying out large pieces. of fire. With just one finger, the old Taoist had restored Yan Jun Dajiao's spear to its original appearance - a branch cut off from the Origin of Fire Wood.

Yan Jun Dajiao laughed happily. He grabbed the branch. The branch suddenly exploded and turned into dozens of spears that were exactly the same as Wang Cai's spears. They shot into the air and outlined a dense fire in the air. net. The light and shadow of a dragon and a tiger rushed down towards him again, but the fire net rolled inward and the light and shadow of the dragon and tiger were trapped in the net. A stream of purple fire spewed out from Yanjun Dajiao's mouth, burning the light and shadow of the dragon and tiger into a golden light. spread. The Dragon-Tiger Golden Ruyi in Taoist Changmei's hand made a loud noise, and suddenly dispersed into countless golden and rare materials. There were also more than a dozen spirit beads with Hongmeng aura flying into the air, about to turn into four pieces of light. Shoot and escape. The old man was so angry that he snorted coldly, waved his left sleeve, and all the disassembled materials of Longhujin Ruyi were rolled into the sleeve. He grabbed it with his right hand, and three big hands with rising purple energy quickly moved toward Qingdi, Baidi, and Black Emperor took the lead.

A ray of green energy rushed up from the head of the old Taoist with long eyebrows. Three Taoist priests with long eyebrows and white beards who were just like the old Taoist flew out with a smile. They shouted in unison: "Fellow Taoist, don't panic, I'm a poor Taoist brother, help me." Fellow Taoist, capture this beast!"

These three old Taoists who emerged from the green energy, one holding a pole, one holding a fishing drum, and one holding two green-edge long swords, laughed together and knocked down the big horn of Lord Yan. With the blow of the carrying pole, the void turned into chaos; where the drums sounded, the ghosts and spirits were shattered; when the long sword swung by, everything was cut open. As soon as the three veterans joined the battlefield, Yanjun Dajiao immediately became in a state of disarray. He was hit with seven poles in a row, and his two legs were beaten to pieces with broken bones and tendons. He was even shaken by the sound of fishing drums and was stunned. The two long swords never left Yan Jun Dajiao's neck, and almost cut off his huge head several times. Even if he is a cultivator in the Hedao realm, if his head is cut off, his vitality will be severely damaged, and he will need to stay in bed to recuperate. Restore step by step.

Three big hands with rising purple energy have already grabbed the heads of Qing Emperor and the others, and are about to capture them alive. The sphinx standing on the tree fluttered its wings and flew down. With a sword, it chopped the three big hands into purple air and scattered them. The Sphinx shouted sternly: "Taozu Long-Eye, four of them are beating one, it's not fair!"

The old Taoist with long eyebrows glanced at the sphinx in surprise, who had split his own vitality into the innate Qi master. He sneered and said: "It turns out that the cat that Dajiao picked up from the chaos back then actually became what it is today. Your cultivation is very good!"

With a smile, the old Taoist said coldly: "One Qi transforms three pure things. This is the old Taoist's unique magical power. If you think it's unfair, why don't you help your master?"

Before the sphinx could answer, Yan Jun's big horns roared angrily: "What are you waiting for? Four of these old bull noses will hit me one, let's go and fuck him together!"

The old Taoist was stunned for a moment, when a big black seal with no luster whizzed down and hit the Taoist holding the pole squarely. Thousands of lotus flowers bloomed on the top of the Taoist's head, and he was hit downwards. He staggered and almost fell into the lava.

A Tai Chi scroll composed entirely of chaotic energy slowly flew out from the slanting thorn. The man holding the fishing drum was shaken by the scroll and was immediately involved in the small world in the scroll. Faintly visible in the scroll was a hawk-headed god-man wearing a long robe holding a big ax and slashing at the Taoist man.

After a few tinkling sounds, a small golden bell appeared silently above the Taoist's head holding two swords. It did not allow the Taoist to slash with his sword. The golden bell swayed, the void split open, and a bright light from the golden bell hit the Taoist. The man was knocked into the shattered void, and even the man and the clock were knocked to an unknown place.

Then three figures quietly emerged from the magma, and together with the injured Yan Jun Dajiao, they surrounded the old Taoist Changmei in the center.

The face of the long-browed old Taoist became extremely exciting. He gritted his teeth and glanced at the three people who had appeared, and said angrily: "Kuan Shen, Cang Mu Gong, Yao Ling, are you determined to make things difficult for us?"

Kuan Shen, a pale-faced young man who looks frail.

Cangmu Gong, an old man with a tall and strong body, full of vitality and a kind face.

Yao Ling, a girl with stunning appearance, is wearing a long black dress with a hem more than a hundred miles long, embroidered with countless exotic flowers and patterns from the world.

Coupled with the tall body of Lord Yan and his big horns covered with fire, the four powerful masters of the Hedao Realm surrounded the Changmei Old Taoist. Including the people who had just swept away the three clones of Taoist Changmei, a total of seven great masters in the Hedao realm were here to besiege Taoist Changmei.

The long-browed old man's expression is very exciting, just like a pervert who entered the boudoir of a beautiful woman, and after turning on the light, he suddenly found more than a hundred burly men with sexual orientation issues standing in the boudoir. It is an indescribable feeling. Wonderful, so wonderful that his face turned as green as a cucumber.

Yan Shen, Cang Mu Gong and Yao Ling just smiled and ignored the words of the old man with long eyebrows.

Yanjun Dajiao widened his eyes and snorted coldly: "Why are you insisting on making things difficult? I'm just waiting here for the unlucky guy to come to the door. No matter who comes here today, they can't escape a beating. I've always said, you guys You have a bull nose and a bald donkey, so I have to give you a good beating so that you can remember!"

With a strange laugh, Yanjun Dajiao said proudly: "Seven bald donkeys blocked the gate of Juanhuang's family. Hehe, we have also prepared seven people here to beat you up. Anyway, there are more people bullying others, so Seven of us will beat you up, but you won’t be killed anyway, so we can just beat you to our heart’s content!”

The old Taoist with long eyebrows was so angry that the corner of his mouth twitched. He gritted his teeth and asked Mr. Cangmu: "Mr. Cangmu, you are the most stable person among the Eighteen Saints, why are you messing around with them?"

Cangmu Gong pondered for a moment, then tremblingly took out a wooden stake that was about a foot thick and more than a foot long. He whispered: "What nonsense are you talking about? I just can't help it and want to beat you up!"

With a whistle, Cangmu Gong raised the wooden stake and slapped Lao Dao on the forehead.

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