Chapter 931: Siege of the Seven Saints (Fourth Update)

The old Taoist who had a transparent hole in his lower abdomen and Yan Jun, who had a large horn on his forehead, stared at each other with big eyes. After a quarter of an hour, the two of them shook their bodies at the same time, and a strange fragrance spread, and their injuries were healed at the same time. Not only that, their energy was completely replenished, exactly the same as before they were not injured.

After looking at each other for a while, Yan Jun shook his spear in his hand and said dryly: "Get out of here, don't bother me."

The old Taoist Changmei pondered for a moment, and he lowered his voice and said softly: "Big Kok, let the Qing Emperor, Bai Emperor, and Black Emperor practice here? As long as they do not leave this fire source tree, I will not pursue what happened today."

Yan Jun rolled his eyelids and stabbed the old Taoist Changmei with a big gun. This shot was very different from the one just now. This time, the spear was stabbed out, and the void in all directions suddenly became dark red. The temperature in the void soared straight, and the twisted heat wave melted the void into a swaying phantom. The old Taoist Changmei was trapped in that small phantom.

The tip of the spear was lightly stabbed, and the phantom broke open. Then he heard a "bang". The void was completely destroyed. Only the long-browed old Taoist sitting on the cushion was suspended in a void that seemed very small but was actually very empty. Circles of green light spread from the old Taoist side, and the space, time, air, heat flow and other things that disappeared where the green light passed were restored. In the blink of an eye, everything returned to its original state.

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

Yan Jun Dajiao spitted a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground. It was a ball of purple-black magma. As soon as the burning purple-black flame hit the magma ocean, it burned a magma of several miles into a blue air. It can be seen how terrible the thick phlegm of Yan Jun Dajiao was. He said dryly with a spear: "Nonsense, it's you who came to me to trouble!"

Shaking his neck, a large piece of purple flame spewed out of the long horn on his head. Yan Jun Dajiao shouted coldly: "Do it! If you can steal Qingdi and the others, I don't care about this matter. If you can snatch it away, just leave it alone... Well, leave behind the 'Fire Essence' of the pond you found in Hongmeng three thousand years ago, the fire pill you refined two thousand seven hundred years ago, and the female disciple with the innate fire god vein you collected five hundred years ago."

After tilting his head and thinking for a while, Yan Jun Dajiao continued, "Your wine horn that can produce a corner of jade liquid and nectar every day is also left. You Taoist monks are not a good person. You have set so many rules and regulations for your disciples. What is the point of staying in the cave to eat meat and drink wine? I don't like drinking every meal. It's the right thing to give me this wine horn!"

The old Taoist long-brow gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Dajiao, are you a bandit of the Dao Dao? You..."

Yan Jun raised his big horn and said carelessly: "Which one of the robbers is better than me? Tsk, if you want to snatch Qingdi and the other three from me, I will snatch the treasures I like from you. Isn't it the only reason you snatch me?"

The old Taoist was so angry that his face turned blue. He sneered and waved the dragon and tiger golden Ruyi. Two lights and shadows of one dragon and one tiger shot out and rushed towards Yan Jun’s big horn in the air. He gritted his teeth and said, “It’s so great. Today I will understand. If you haven’t seen each other for so many years, how much improvement has your Yan Jun’s big horn been!”

Wuqi carefully poked out a trace of spiritual consciousness that had been mixed with boundless fire power from the ground, peering at the fight between the highest existences of the Hedao Realm. The existence of the Hedao Realm was just one step away from the Hedao Realm in his previous life. He could already touch the edge of that realm, but unfortunately he was killed by someone. In this life, he must use his body to meet the Tao and see what it feels like.

The energy of a dragon and a tiger flew towards Yan Jun Dajiao, but he didn't bother to pay attention to these two purple lights and shadows. He grabbed the spear, roared, and stabbed the eyebrows of the Changmei Taoist. The lights and shadows of the dragon and tiger hit Yan Jun Dajiao, and there was only a loud noise. Yan Jun Dajiao's body was broken into two huge gaps, but the spear also stabbed the eyebrows of the Changmei Taoist.

A strange fragrance wafted by, and the severely injured Yan Jun’s broken body recovered as before, as if it was not injured.

The long-browed Taoist snorted coldly, and in front of the dragon and tiger jade Ruyi in his hand, Yan Jun’s big horn’s spear suddenly burst out with a dazzling light of fire. The sharp spear turned into a branch, and the red branches were emitting large pieces of fire. The old Taoist's skill had restored Yan Jun’s big horn’s spear to its original appearance - a branch that was cut off from the source of fire.

Yan Jun Dajiao laughed loudly. He grabbed the branch. The branch suddenly exploded and turned into dozens of gun shadows that were exactly the same as the spear just now, shooting in the air, outlining a dense fire net in the air. A dragon and a tiger light and shadow rushed towards him again, but the fire net rolled inward, and the dragon and tiger light and shadow were trapped in the net. Yan Jun Dajiao sprayed a purple fire stream from his mouth, burning the dragon and tiger light and shadow into a golden light.

The Long-Eye Taoist's hand, the Dragon and Tiger Gold Ruyi, suddenly dispersed into countless rare materials with golden light, and more than a dozen spirit beads with Hongmeng aura flew into the sky and were about to turn into brilliance and escape. The old Taoist snorted coldly with anger, waved his left sleeve, and all the materials that the Dragon and Tiger Gold Ruyi had been split into their sleeves. He grabbed them with his right hand in a row, and three big hands with purple auras quickly grabbed them towards the Qing Emperor, the White Emperor, and the Black Emperor.

A green air rushed up from the head of the old Taoist Changmei. Three Taoists with long-browed white beards who were the same as the old Taoist, and flew out with a smile. They shouted in unison: "Fellow Taoist, don't panic, my brothers, please help the fellow Taoist capture this beast!"

These three old Taoists who manifested from the green energy were holding shoulder poles, one held fishing drums, and the other held two green swords, laughing and hit Yanjun Dajiao. The shoulder pole hit the void and became chaotic; the sound of the fishing drum, the souls of gods and ghosts were shattered; when the sword was swung, everything was cut open. As soon as the three old Taoists joined the battlefield, Yanjun Dajiao immediately became embarrassed, and was hit on seven shoulder poles in succession, and both legs were broken and broken. They were even shook the sound of the fishing drum. The two long swords were in line with Yanjun Dajiao's neck, and almost cut off his huge head several times. Even if they were in the Hedao Realm's cultivation level, if the head was cut off, it would be a matter of great damage to the vitality, and they needed to be bedridden and recuperated before they could recover.

Three big hands with purple auras had already caught the heads of the Qing Emperor and the other three, and were about to capture them alive. The Sphinx, who was standing on the tree, shook its wings and flew down, and cut the three big hands into purple aura with one sword. The Sphinx shouted sternly: "The ancestor of long-brows, one of them will be beaten by four, it's unfair!"

The old Taoist Changmei looked at the Sphinx face that had broken the innate qi and captured his vital energy. He sneered: "It turned out that the cat that Dajiao picked up from the chaos back then, and actually had the cultivation level of today. It's very good!"

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

Without waiting for the Sphinx to answer, Yan Jun Dajiao roared: "What are you waiting for? The old bull's nose hit me with four, and we will take action together!"

The old Taoist was stunned. When a big black seal without any luster roared down, he hit the man holding a shoulder pole right, making millions of lotus flowers bloom on the man's head, making him stagger and almost fell into the magma.

A Tai Chi scroll composed entirely of chaos energy in the slant thorn flew out slowly. The Taoist holding a fishing drum was shaken by the scroll and was immediately swept into the small world in the scroll. It can be seen that the eagle-headed god man in a long gown was holding a big axe and chopped down at the Taoist man in a head and faced him.

With a few dings, a small golden bell appeared silently above the head of the Taoist holding two swords, and the Taoist was not allowed to slash the sword. The golden bell shook and the void cracked. The golden bell swayed and a strong light hit the Taoist, knocking the Taoist into the shattered void. I don’t know where the person and the clock went.

Then three figures quietly emerged from the magma, and together with Yan Jun, who was covered in wounds, surrounded the old Taoist Changmei in the center.

The old Taoist's face turned extremely wonderful. He gritted his teeth and looked at the three people who appeared, and said angrily: "God of the Lord, Mr. Luo Mu, Yao Ling, are you insisting on making things difficult for us?"

God, a young man with a blue-faced look and looks weak.

Mr. Lu Mu, a tall and strong body, full of life and a charitable old man.

Yao Ling, with a beautiful appearance, wearing a long black skirt, the long skirt is more than a hundred miles long, and is embroidered with countless strange flowers and plants patterns in the world.

In addition, with the tall body and fire, Yan Jun’s big horns, four powerful people in the Hedao Realm surrounded the Changmei Old Dao. In addition, the people who had just swept away the three clones of Changmei Old Dao, there were a total of seven powerful people in the Hedao Realm besieging the Changmei Taoist here.

The long-browed Taoist expression was very wonderful, just like a pervert who touched the beautiful girl's boudoir. After turning on the light, he suddenly found that there were more than a hundred burly men with problems with their sexual orientation standing in the boudoir. It was an indescribable excitement, so wonderful that his face became as green as a cucumber.

The god of qin, Mr. Mu and the demon spirit just smiled and ignored the words of the old Taoist Changmei.

Yan Jun Dajiao widened his eyes and snorted coldly: "Why are you insisting on making things difficult? I'm just waiting for the unlucky guy to come here. No matter who comes here today, I can't escape a beating. I keep saying that you guys have to beat you up with your nose and bald donkeys so that you can have a good memory!"

With a strange laugh, Yan Jun Dajiao said proudly: "Seven bald donkeys blocked the gate of the Wa Huang clan. Hehe, we have prepared seven people here to beat you. Anyway, there are more people and fewer people. We beat you one of the seven, but we can't kill you anyway, so we can just beat you as much as possible!"

The old Taoist Changmei was so angry that his lips twitched. He gritted his teeth and asked Cang Mu Gong, "Cang Mu Gong, you are the most stable person among the Eighteen Saints, why are you acting against them?"

Cang Mugong pondered for a moment, and trembled and took out a wooden stake that was about one foot thick and ten feet long. He whispered: "What a fool? I just can't help it, I just want to beat you!"
Chapter completed!