Chapter 606: The Fall of Daning Palace (Part 2) (Seven-Lixiang Little Finger Silver Alliance Extra 920)

‘Yu Jiang’

Li Qinghong had just seen this man. He was the South Sea monk he met when fighting with Guo Hongjian. He had an unpredictable aura. He just stopped in front of him and looked at Li Qinghong’s gorgeous appearance with purple lightning. He had a natural admiration, as if he was waiting for something, but did not make a move.

Li Qinghong knew that this man was powerful. He held the gun and did not make a move. After waiting for two breaths, he saw a blue-black light rising from the Chengshuiling in the north, and quickly expanded, dyeing half of the sky blue-black.

“Boom!”

A thunderous roar sounded, as if something fell from the distant mountains, making a roar that shook the earth, and a hazy purple-black gas rose to the sky.

The demon smoke in the north stagnated, twisting in a chaotic manner, some turning back to the north, some stopping to fight each other, and a few continued to go south, becoming more and more chaotic.

She looked at it with a little worry. The young man in front of her seemed to have been waiting for this thing to fall. Finally, he spoke: "Fellow Daoist Li, the Daning Palace has fallen. It is said that the water tomb is full of various relics. The demon cultivators must go to search, and the offensive will slow down temporarily." "I specially looked for this opportunity to come here. Please teach me." His voice was clear and slowly echoed in the air. Li Qinghong frowned when she heard the unexpected words and said softly: "Qinghong has seen fellow Daoist, but this is the time of the great catastrophe of the north and the south. I am afraid it is not suitable to fight. Please wait for a while. After this time passes, if you can save your life, you can come to fight me again." Yu Jiang looked at her seriously and replied: "I have some grudges with Qingchi. Fellow Daoist stopped the demon cultivators. I don't see it very well. Refreshing.

Li Qinghong narrowed her eyes slightly, only to find that the man's words were inconsistent, but she immediately became alert in her heart:

"Yes, since the demon cultivators went south according to the wishes of several purple mansions, I have greatly reduced the pressure on the defense line with my own strength... Seeing that time is passing by little by little, I am afraid that I will offend the purple mansions..."

She exhaled slightly, and had already regarded the man in front of her as a cultivator sent by a purple mansion to stop her. On the one hand, she was glad that this man did not come a moment earlier, and on the other hand, she drew her gun, purple lightning ripples, and whispered:

"Qingdu Li Qinghong."

"Nanhai Yujiang."

The young man nodded lightly, and a thunder exploded in his ears. Li Qinghong's figure disappeared from the original place, and he approached at a high speed on the purple thunder, with six silver Xuanfa orders hovering in one hand, emitting silver-white lightning.

"Yang Zhi is a hiss, and six thunders are born!"

"Boom!"

Before her spear arrived, a silver-white lightning had already broken through the air. Yu Jiang noticed the six Xuan Penalty Orders, formed a seal in his hand, and a bright golden light appeared.

He whispered:

"Where the thunder falls, it will be in the sea of ​​clouds."

In an instant, a vast ocean appeared in the sky, and a bright golden light rose from it. The silver-white lightning fell into it like a bottomless whirlpool, and it was completely submerged in it.

This vast ocean turned around and condensed into a golden talisman, which fell into Yu Jiang's hands, and Li Qinghong's Xuan Thunder was dissolved.

She knew that this person was very powerful, so she was not surprised. Du Ruo stabbed with a purple shadow, and Yu Jiang actually raised his hand and slapped her spear.

"Hmm?"

Li Qinghong's silver spear seemed to land on a soft spot. The spear bent slightly and stabbed past him, bringing up a purple explosion of thunder, but the black-robed young man waved away.

"Clang!"

Li Qinghong drew his spear and turned around. He first placed six silver-white Xuan Fa Ling in front of him to resist the attack. After a quick glance, he found that the tip of Du Ruo's spear was actually a little crooked, just like a living thing, twisting it bit by bit.

"This is the art of Wu Lu..."

She had some idea of ​​the strength of the enemy in front of her, but Yu Jiang remained calm. The hand holding the golden talisman trembled slightly, dispersing a little silver lightning. Obviously, it was not as light as before.

Li Qinghong drew his spear, but Yu Jiang raised his sleeve and flicked it lightly, releasing several black lights, which turned into flowing light talismans in mid-air, quietly rotating around him for a circle, all of which fell into the eyes of the young man.

His pupils suddenly dilated, and looking at it, Li Qinghong felt that her mind was like thunder exploding, and she saw a dark and gloomy scene, blood dripping into her, and she could not see clearly what was in front of her.

"What a powerful spell!"

Li Qinghong's eyes darkened, but Yu Jiang had the opportunity to cast a spell again. His eyes fell on the Du Ruo in her hand, and he secretly calculated:

"This gun is not an ordinary thing. Maybe it is because of the nature of Xuan Lei, and it is naturally restrained from these changes and evil spirits. After being hit by my palm, it can slowly return to normal immediately..."

He put one hand under his elbow, and stretched out the other hand forward, pointing at the Du Ruo in Li Qinghong's hand, raised his head gently, and said:

"The witch changes, and the weapon is evil spirits."

Li Qinghong's eyes dimmed for a while, and a clear light emerged from the Qi Hai acupoint again, sweeping away the many witch illusions in her mind. When she came back to her senses, she offered thunder, and she felt a sticky feeling in her hand.

The Du Ruo in her hand had turned into a white python with fine scales. It opened its mouth in a daze, trying to break free from her hand. Li Qinghong held on tightly, knowing that she had fallen into the rhythm of someone else's magic.

"Command!"

She decisively spit out a black thunderbolt, and a light spot flew out between her lips and teeth. Seeing this, Yu Jiang raised his eyebrows and retreated half a step. A purple thunder waterfall had exploded in the air and crashed down. He had to interrupt the magic and resist for the time being.

Li Qinghong immediately seized the opportunity, and the power of thunder and lightning poured into the gun, washing away all the magic in it. The Duruo gun instantly returned to its original appearance, and a silver light flashed, and it had already sunk into the thunder waterfall.

Yu Jiang had a hard time in the thunder waterfall, but he was still able to raise his hands, and the talisman in his hand lit up to resist, and hit the gun with both palms, trying to deflect the gun.

Li Qinghong was no longer the original small fight, his eyes turned into bright purple and white, and the terrifying thunder and lightning spread over his body, instantly tearing his magic into pieces, and stabbed him in the face.

"Okay!"

Yu Jiang had to avoid the sharp edge, and gently turned his robe, which was torn into pieces in the thunder. He appeared a few feet away and spit out a mouthful of purple lightning.

The two stopped at the same time and looked towards the north, only to see billowing demonic smoke whistling, and several gorgeously dressed and majestic demon cultivators standing in the clouds, slowly pressing over from the horizon.

"clang..."

The two were not looking at the demonic smoke in front of them, but looking further north, where a golden light was rushing through the air, and the domineering and sharp aura was surging, breaking through the demonic smoke without any hesitation and approaching quickly.