Chapter 2023: Shocking Battle (Part 2)

After saying that, he blew a breath, and a breeze rose into the sky, reaching the Baiyun Feixian Ding, producing strands of mist, the mist was hazy, hazy and ethereal, like a dream.

Suddenly, a loud laugh was heard, and the white mist rolled out of the Ding's mouth. A moment later, a Confucian scholar walked out. He was over fifty years old, with white hair and beard, holding a peach wood fan, and was contented.

"In my spare time, I count peaches and apricots in the courtyard, and leisurely look at the mountains beyond the mountains. The innate Yi numbers are insignificant, and a hexagram in my hand is worth ten thousand years!"

The old Confucian sang and walked out of the clouds and mist.

The strange thing is that he had just walked out, and the clouds and mist rolled behind him, and then another person followed him out.

But it was a young Confucian scholar, with slanted eyebrows, walking with a sword!

"The spirit in the book becomes the sword, the ink turns the world into a dragon, the vast blue sky holds the righteous way, and the murderous aura shakes the world!"

This person's murderous intent was in the air, without concealment.

But before he finished speaking, the clouds behind him rolled again, and a middle-aged man walked out a moment later.

He was also dressed as a Confucian scholar, with his hands behind his back, and a calm breath.

"The three-foot Confucian robe is like a breeze, teaching all living beings to understand the truth, and the heart is like a green lotus, and only when the talent is exhausted can it be a saint!"

It is another posture, another temperament, calm and restrained, like a teacher who teaches all living beings.

After that, the white clouds on the tripod rolled non-stop, and Confucian scholars walked out of the clouds, singing and walking, some were passionate, some were leisurely, and there were all kinds of postures.

Linghu Bai's face was indifferent, and he pointed his hand, and saw these Confucian scholars scattered, flying towards the deep and invisible shadows of the eighty-one demon gods in the distant sky.

Seeing this magical power, Emperor Zangtian's face showed a solemn expression for the first time.

He no longer dared to underestimate Linghu Bai, and he quickly pinched the magic formula in his hand. The eighty-one demon gods each exuded a strong aura. The starlight could not shine on them. Wherever they passed, it was dark, and even the power of the law could not exist.

Boom!

There was a loud noise, but one of the demon gods held a huge axe and chopped at the oncoming Confucian scholar.

The domineering power was enough to tear the space, but it fell on the top of the Confucian scholar's head and had no power. It seemed to be chopped into the breeze, and there was no blood.

The Confucian scholar smiled slightly and disappeared with the wind, leaving only a voice floating:

"Is this the 'Six Paths Heavenly Demon' you practiced? It's just like this!"

In the laughter, two more Confucian scholars took the opportunity to attack, one of them holding a sword, and the other holding a ruler, both attacking his vitals.

The demon god had to defend himself and could only turn around to parry, but at this moment, a breeze blew, and the Confucian scholar who had disappeared before actually regrouped behind him and hit him hard on the back of his head with a peach wood stick.

The demon god was hit and staggered, with golden stars in his eyes. Although he was not injured, he lost face.

"Roar!"

The demon god roared to the sky, swung his giant axe, and chopped around fiercely. The demon energy was like thunder and lightning!

The three Confucian scholars were suppressed by his demon energy and could not fight him head-on. They just turned into breezes and surrounded him. The demon god could do nothing.

Such scenes happened in various places in the sky.

Eighty-one demon gods, although each of them had boundless magic power and great magical powers, had to face at least three Confucian scholars. They were beaten and attacked, and most of their demon energy was gone. None of them could gain the upper hand.

Linghu Bai still sat upright in the clouds, and his hand kept spelling.

On the white jade flying fairy tripod, clouds and mist lingered, and Confucian scholars strode out one by one, with their whole body surging with magic power.

I don't know how long it took, the clouds and mist dissipated, and the last Confucian scholar walked out, a full 365 people, just in line with the Zhoutian Yishu.

These scholars walked in the starry sky with their sleeves flying, their breath connected to each other, flowing unsteadily, as if it was a great formation formed by nature, mysterious and mysterious!

"What kind of magical power is this?" Emperor Zangtian narrowed his eyes and showed a trace of surprise on his face.

"I created it myself, named: 'Calculate the world'!"

"What a 'Calculate the world'!" Emperor Zangtian laughed: "You, Linghu Bai, have exhausted all your efforts to plan the world, can you calculate your own death?"

As soon as the voice fell, he pinched a magic formula with his right hand, and a ray of light flew out from his sleeves and fixed in the air.

It was an ancient alchemy furnace!

The alchemy furnace looked like gold but not gold, like jade but not jade, exuding a warm and ethereal breath. There were countless tiny runes on the body of the tripod, overlapping and interpreting infinite mystery.

There was an ancient statue on each side of the alchemy furnace, the left side looked like a real dragon, and the right side looked like a phoenix. The two echoed each other, making this ancient tripod reveal an unparalleled domineering aura!

For some reason, the drop of immortal dragon's blood in Liang Yan's body suddenly jumped.

"Huh?"

Liang Yan's expression moved, and he immediately reacted.

He looked at the statue on the left side of the furnace, and was surprised. He thought to himself: "Could it be that the statue of the immortal dragon?"

Before he could think about it, he saw Emperor Zang Tian stretched out his hand and slapped it in the air.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the furnace shook rapidly, and after a moment, the furnace cover soared into the sky, and a vast and ancient breath emanated from the furnace.

"Heaven and Earth Furnace!"

Linghu Bai's pupils shrank suddenly.

In just a moment, five-colored light flew out of the furnace, reflecting the vast starry sky, boundless, and covering all the 365 Confucian scholars who were fighting.

The Confucian scholars who had originally gained the upper hand stopped their movements at this moment, their faces stiffened, their breath stagnated, as if they had been hit hard on the back of their heads and could no longer move.

Swish!

The alchemy furnace shook again, and five-colored lights rolled back from all over the starry sky, sucking the Confucian scholars into it. They flew into the air like puppets, without any spirituality at all.

There were continuous "dong dong dong" sounds, and 365 Confucian scholars were thrown into the furnace one by one.

The next moment, the furnace cover fell, and the furnace ignited the real fire. The statue of the real dragon and phoenix emitted a rosy glow at the same time, and the breath of the Confucian scholars quickly disappeared, and finally turned into a few green smoke.

"'Qiong Tianxia' is indeed amazing. You created this trick, which can be called a classic handed down by Confucianism! But unfortunately, its origin is still a wisp of wind and cloud energy in your body. If so, it can't escape the refining of the 'Heaven and Earth Furnace'!"

The Emperor Zangtian said with a smile, and his eyes showed admiration.

But he was ruthless when he attacked. The magic power was activated, and the Zhoutian Demon God roared at the same time. Eighty-one black shadows rushed over, and various magical skills and killing moves evolved alternately, determined to put Linghu Bai to death.

Linghu Bai's face finally lost its composure.

The power of the Heavenly Demon Killing Formation is infinite. Originally, "The World of Calculation" could counter it, but now it has been dissolved by the Heaven and Earth Fetal Furnace. Not only has the magical power been broken, but even a wisp of wind and cloud energy in the body has been refined by the Dan furnace. The situation is precarious!

Huh!

Suddenly, the sound of the strong wind whistled and the void shook. It was one of the demon gods holding a butcher knife and slashing forward.

Linghu Bai's body shook and he dodged calmly, but he felt a cold breath coming from behind him.

Another demon god flew over, stretched out his arms, turned into a swallowing python, and wanted to swallow him in one bite.

"Go!"

Linghu Bai didn't even look back, pinched a spell, and a group of white clouds appeared behind him. The cloud rolled unsteadily, and after a moment it turned into a white ring, which trapped the two rushing swallowing pythons, and lifted them up and flew to the sky of the stars.

The Heavenly Demon Killing Formation danced, and the eighty-one demon gods attacked together. Various magical killing moves followed one after another, and were all resolved one by one by Linghu Bai's means.

Just when the fight was getting close, Emperor Zangtian suddenly changed his spell.

A golden bridge appeared in the starry sky, connecting the nine demon gods together. The nine demons' evil spirits were connected, and the power increased several times in an instant.

Emperor Zangtian waved his hand again, and golden bridges appeared out of thin air, connecting the remaining demon gods together. There were a total of nine golden bridges, each connecting nine demon gods, just in line with the extreme of nine changes!

The power of the Heavenly Demon Killing Formation soared, enough to create the world and kill all living beings!

"The golden bridge settles the chaos, and the demon power saves all living beings!"

With a loud laugh, the Heavenly Demon Killing Formation enveloped, and the eighty-one demon gods were extremely powerful, locking all the men in the formation!

Seeing the evil clouds and demonic energy rolling in, Linghu Bai dodged, but the Heavenly Demon Killing Formation at this time was no longer the same as before. Even if he had a high level of cultivation, he could not handle it as easily as before.

Suddenly, a ball of demon fire fell from the sky and covered his body.

Linghu Bai immediately raised his hand and slapped his forehead. A beam of white light flew out from the Niwan Palace, spread out on the top of his head, and turned into three white cloud flowers.

The white cloud flower was only three inches in diameter at first, but it grew in the wind. In a moment, it reached a diameter of ten thousand feet. Linghu Bai opened his mouth and blew again, blowing out a breeze that merged with the white clouds. Suddenly, it was a million miles in diameter and bloomed in the eternal darkness!

The infinite amount of demonic energy that fell was dissolved by these three white cloud flowers. The clouds rolled and washed away all the dust. No matter whether it was demonic energy or evil clouds, they all turned into nothingness.

"You!"

Emperor Zangtian narrowed his eyes slightly, and the magic power in his body was running, and he was about to use his magic again.

But at this moment, the white cloud flower exuded a fresh fragrance. Linghu Bai pointed at it with his hand, rushed into the sky, and spun violently, and actually rolled up all the eighty-one demon gods into it!

In just a moment, the auras of the eighty-one demon gods disappeared one after another.

Without the demon gods, how can the Heavenly Demon Killing Formation be performed?

This was unexpected. Emperor Zangtian's face changed slightly. Suddenly, he felt something in his heart. He turned around and disappeared on the spot.

The next moment, a strong wind blew up from his position, which was thousands of miles long and endless. It blew up the void and merged the starlight into it, turning it into a murderous aura!

This was a murderous aura that even saints would be nervous about. It was like a mountain or a sea, destroying everything!

However, Emperor Zangtian had boundless magic power after all. He had already calculated it, so he dodged in advance and calmly resolved this wave of attacks.

"Linghu Bai! Your scheming is no less than mine!"

An angry voice came from the void, but Emperor Zangtian did not appear. He was floating and seemed far and near.

He now knew that Linghu Bai was pretending to be defeated and deliberately lured him to attack, gathering the eighty-one demon gods together so that he could use this magical power and resolve it with Baiyunhua.

The whole process was linked together and step by step, and even Emperor Zangtian was deceived!

"Did you know I have the Heaven and Earth Furnace?"

The voice of the Buried Emperor came from afar, but Linghu Bai did not answer.

He pointed his finger, and the white cloud flowers bloomed, and the mountains, rivers, sun and moon evolved in the starry sky. The mountains were beautiful, the sea was surging, and the sun and moon were changing. Countless beautiful scenes were integrated into it, like a scroll, slowly unfolding in the air!

When Liang Yan saw this painting that spanned thousands of miles, he was shocked and felt familiar.

"Huh? Isn't this the background of the Seven Sages of Mountains and Rivers?"

He had seen this Confucian treasure in the Nine-bend Yellow River Tower, and the background in the picture was similar to this. However, the momentum of this painting is more magnificent. Although there are no portraits of the seven sages, the true meaning contained in it is several times better than this.

Moreover, the Seven Sages of Mountains and Rivers is a magic weapon that was born after countless years of refining, while this starry sky painting was drawn by Linghu Bai with magic power. There is no need to compare the two, and the difference is immediately judged!

"A wisp of wind and cloud air, all things are born from it!"

The fight has reached this point, both of them have used their magic power to the extreme. Linghu Bai stands proudly in the starry sky with his feet on the white clouds. His whole body emits a faint light, like the breeze and white clouds, which is unpredictable.

He waved his sleeves, and the white clouds stretched out, and the scroll stretched for countless thousands of miles, attracting the stars, and the infinite starlight fell down, illuminating the scroll.

Immediately afterwards, the cloud map changed, the sun and the moon changed, and the mountains and rivers moved. The magic contained in it covered millions of miles of void, and there was no place to hide!

boom!

There was a muffled sound, but the Burial Emperor appeared from the void.

I saw that his beard and hair were all white, flying behind his head. He looked like he had aged countless years, but the sparkle in his eyes remained as sharp as a knife!

"OK!"

Emperor Buried Heaven only said "Hello", and his figure changed rapidly, suddenly swelling several times, and his whole body was covered with magic patterns, exuding a heart-stopping and tyrannical aura.

With a move of his left hand, he summoned the Heaven and Earth Fetus Furnace back and placed it on top of his head.

At the same time, he turned his right hand over, and a black iron staff appeared, which was nine feet long, with nine real demon seals engraved on it. The billowing evil energy condensed into the body of the staff, exuding boundless ferocious energy.

"Linghu Bai, I admit that I underestimated you! We don't have to waste time, let's see the truth now!"

After saying that, raise your stick and hit!

At this moment, the demon penetrated the sky, the evil clouds dispersed the starlight, and the powerful magic power spread to all directions. Even Wu Nian, who had become a saint, could not hold on, and blood flowed from all the seven orifices.

Linghu Bai's face was calm: "Don't show off your power, do you dare to fight with me?"

Before he finished speaking, he flipped his right hand, the wind and clouds gathered together, and a long sword condensed in his hand.

This sword body is half made of breeze and half made of white clouds. The two sides have different blades, but they are perfectly compatible and integrated!

when!

With a crisp sound, Linghu Bai raised his sword to hold the Emperor's staff, then turned around and flew towards the cloud map.

However, the Buried Emperor showed his true fire and sneered: "So what if I join your Three Thousand Clouds Map? Today, you cannot escape death!"

After saying that, he picked up his stick and chased after him.

The two walked and fought, and for a moment they entered the cloud map. They saw the sun and the moon shining together, the long river flowing backward, the mountains and rivers collapsing, and all kinds of mysterious spells came one after another, trapping the Burial Emperor from all sides.

The Buried Emperor was not afraid, he sacrificed the "Heaven and Earth Fetal Furnace" above his head, and the five-colored light flew around, no matter how the cloud map changed, he could not do anything about it.

"Old friend Linghu, my skills are exhausted!"

Before the words were spoken, the staff had already fallen. Thousands of Taixu stars were attracted by it, trembling, and the starlight was flying around like snowflakes.

Linghu Bai, however, had no expression on his face, blocked it with his horizontal sword, and made a finger gesture with one hand.

The surrounding wind and clouds gathered together, spinning rapidly, like wheels rolling over the head of the Buried Emperor.