Umbrella Travel to the Heavens

Overseas, above a vast ocean, a majestic and oppressive sound echoed in the sky, causing the sea water and air currents in the entire world to vibrate violently with the shouts and questions of the people who spoke.

"Nine-turn Yanlong, tell me the whereabouts of Mengshenji, and I and a few fellow Taoists can spare you!"

Several people stood in the air, among them was a middle-aged man who was dressed in white, with colorful brilliance flowing around his body, a majestic and handsome man, with a pair of sharp eyes, staring at the sky.

"Big words!"

Above the extremely high Nine Heavens, one of the ancient breaths shouted disdainfully.

"My patriarch wants to survive eight thunder disasters, and I don't want to delay with you ants, leaving us nine brothers to play casually with you."

"After so many days, our nine brothers and you guys have won and lost each other. Why do you seem to have subdued us with one word? You really deserve to be the Peacock King, the head of the eight great demons in the world. Your tone is loud."

Above the nine heavens, among the clouds illuminated by fire, nine thousand-foot-long flame dragons swam endlessly in the clouds, sometimes revealing some scale-clawed dragon bodies. Boundless power and influence.

"Come, come, let's fight. Our brothers are the lives created by the suzerain from nothingness. Even if they are destroyed, they can still be recreated. Instead, I want to see if you are also immortal !"

There is also one of the Flame Dragons, who is war-loving by nature, and roared eagerly.

The Peacock King and the others who were provoked all looked very unsightly, not because of the Nine Flame Dragons, but because of the current embarrassing situation.

A few of them said that they joined forces to kill Mengshenji, but so far they have not fought against Mengshenji, they have been entangled and fighting with these nine flame dragons.

These Nine Heavens Yanlong is strong and immortal, which caused them quite a headache.

For more than ten days, the few of them have more or less thought of retreating in their hearts, thinking that it is meaningless to continue like this, but every time this happens, it is the nine flame dragons who are entangled and refuse to let them go.

The few of them realized that Mengshenji was using them to play tricks on them, and they were extremely aggrieved.

The owner of the Xuantian Pavilion, whose body was always shrouded in darkness, said with a gloomy expression.

"Let's stop here, this farce should be over, and our husband and wife will withdraw from this hunt."

Heavenly Snake King Xingmu nodded,

So does she mean it.

Few people in the world know that the Heavenly Snake King, who is famous as one of the Eight Great Demon Immortals in the world, is actually a woman with a graceful and graceful appearance, and even fewer people know that the Heavenly Snake King's star eyes and the owner of the Xuantian Pavilion, the holy place of practice, are a couple. companion.

Bai Feng, the head of the Zhengang Sect, didn't say anything first, but his intention to retreat was also obvious. The two strongest among the four of them would retreat, and if they continued to chase and kill, I'm afraid that he would die by then.

High in the sky, the Nine Flame Dragons saw the clue, stopped provoking, and directly killed the general.

"If you want to chase, you can chase if you want to retreat, and you have to ask our nine brothers if they agree."

Just when the four of them were about to have a chaotic battle, a figure suddenly walked out from the void, with eight circles of glazed light behind his head, shining with divine light, mysterious and powerful.

As soon as that figure appeared, the four Peacock Kings and the Nine Flame Dragons immediately sensed that something was wrong.

"What do you mean by using the power of your soul to seal off this space? Could it be that you want to deal with all of us with one person."

Bai Fengxian, the master of the Zhengang Sect, asked in a serious tone, with a hint of mockery on his face.

Li Xiu stood high in the sky with his hands behind his back, looking down at the crowd, with a domineering tone.

"So what?"

A few people's minds froze for a moment, with the few of them plus the nine Yanlongs, even Meng Shenji had to be weighed and weighed, this person is really domineering.

I just don't know if this is the self-confidence brought by great strength or too much conceit, the Peacock King and the Nine Flame Dragons' eyes all turned cold, the dignity of the strong cannot be challenged.

"Dare to ask, but the leader of Wusheng Sect? This is a matter between our nine brothers and them, and I hope you don't interfere."

The one headed by the Nine Flame Dragons spoke slowly, and there was no shortage of threats in his words.

Li Xiu chuckled, but didn't answer, the eight circles of glazed light behind his head radiated out, turning into eight avatars, standing in a row with his real body, each with an unfathomable aura.

"No, he doesn't seem to be the leader of the Wusheng Cult. The strength of the leader of the Wusheng Cult is not so unfathomable, nor is his behavior so overbearing."

The Peacock King frowned and questioned, and several people looked at him one after another.

The owner of the Xuantian Pavilion turned his head, stared at Li Xiu and his eight-way glass avatar above the sky, and murmured.

"The strength is above us, and the behavior is so domineering, it reminds me of a person."

"... the spirit of vitality!"

Everyone was startled, remembering that it is said that the god of vitality has been successfully trained a year ago, could it be that the person in front of him is the god of vitality in human form.

Li Xiu didn't say much, the eight incarnations swooped down to the sky, and directly attacked several people and the nine flame dragons.

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Overseas wilderness, Tongtianyuan, Tianjue Mountain.

Tongtianyuan is where the Wuguidao sect is located, and Tianjue Mountain is a place set aside by Wuguidao in Tongtianyuan for the Jingren monks of the Great Chan Temple.

At this time, the entire Tianjue Mountain was shrouded in the Great Formation of Wu Guidao's Myriad Ghosts Chaozong, and countless strong men fought to death within it.

In the big formation, several ghosts and immortals were fighting with each other, and two martial saints were fighting fiercely.

Fang Xiandao, Xiao Anran, and Zhang Boheng, the chief manager of Zhengyi, are leading their respective strongmen to besiege the three elders of Wuguidao. The three elders of Wuguidao have three corpse emperors they refined to help them, but for a while Don't fall behind.

The real protagonists are still two martial arts masters. Their energy, fisting intent, and blood energy are rolling and scattered, like a hot sun, forming a vacuum in the center of the big formation, and the other masters of Taoism are avoiding it. far away.

Two martial arts masters, a young man and a monk, are not ordinary martial arts saints, one is a champion who became a martial arts saint at the age of fifteen, and the other comes from a ruined holy land monastery.

The two of them flitted their bodies, fists and feet exchanged, under the strong shock, the stone ground was broken, and the wind howled.

The young man's appearance is as sharp as a knife and an axe. He is wearing a gold-sprinkling outfit, his eyes are full of coercion, and the two temples on his head have faint golden blood. The temples really have a hint of the sun.

The monk has a ruddy face, big arms and legs, big ears, a burly figure, middle-aged appearance, wearing a black gold cassock, his hands flash like lightning, the wind of his fists is fierce, like a dragon singing and a tiger roaring, his energy seems to be endless.

When the two were in an inextricable fight, Champion Hou opened his mouth, and his voice was very clear, every word was like pearls...