Sword of Coming

Immediately when Chen Ping picked up the pen and drawn the talisman, under the sign of the golden old Flood Dragon, the Flood Dragon Ravine had already moved, and the lion was fighting the rabbit with all his strength, lurking in this gully. , Rushing to Osmanthus Flower Island with the sea water that was originally towering in the sky.

Only the direction where the golden old Flood Dragon was entrenched seemed extremely calm.

The old man Zhouzi threw the Dragon King Basket in his hand at his feet. The life and death of a young flood had nothing to do with the overall situation. The old man glanced at the young man with the back sword facing his back. The whole person seemed to be shrouded in a pure moonlight, one by one talisman. The paper is a whole, like a Small World between abbots.

The old man sighed in his heart. Little Brat is a bit big. Although it has nothing to do with the level of realm and the depth of the cultivation base, the old boatman thinks that when he was young, he did not have this kind of tolerance.

The old man quickly retracted his gaze and whispered: “Mrs. Gui, Osmanthus Flower Island is in danger. Chen Ping and this talisman will be temporarily handed over to me for protection. Mrs. Gui will just go to the ferry, and let Ma Zhi and a few Steward, hurry up. All the guests on the mountain know their interests and don’t hide the cultivation base anymore. All personal grievances, as well as remuneration and compensation, will be discussed after Osmanthus Flower Island has passed this tribulation.”

“The old Flood Dragon’s attack this time is very weird, and depending on its method of killing the Golden Core sword cultivator, either it has already broken the border and is among the Upper Five Realms, or someone has deployed in the Flood Dragon Ravine secretly to change this place. Cheng is similar to the existence of a Confucian academy. Maybe it’s an expert of the unorthodox way who has taken a fancy to this enclave, so that the old Flood Dragon has the confidence to compete with the Whirling Continent Confucian Saint. But whether it is Original Purity Realm, or A false saint, once it makes an all-out effort, it would be difficult for you to cope without me.”

Mrs. Gui hesitated a little, did not rush to Osmanthus Flower Island, even deliberately slowed down, weighing the pros and cons during this period, in the long monastic career, Mrs. Gui knew that she was in the predicament of 4 Gu Mangran and did ten things. It is better to do one thing right than 100 things.

3 The sea on the side is like a dyke, hitting the ferry boat at the bottom of the bowl.

On Osmanthus Flower Island, excluding the ancestral osmanthus on the top of the mountain, there are more than 1000 laurel trees. At the same time, the leaves are falling, and the fallen leaves fly into the air together without waiting for them to fall to the ground. They are not disordered and in a mess. Later, it formed a semicircle and enveloped the Osmanthus Flower Island. After that, the laurel leaves instantly burned to ashes and disappeared, leaving only a mass of jade green Spiritual Qi on the spot, condensing into a large and small ball, these osmanthus as big as wild chestnuts Between the leaf spirit balls, wispy green silk threads are derived from all around, pulling and connecting each other.

The sea is turbulent, the ferry is like a flat boat, and the Spiritual Qi contained in the leaves of osmanthus is connected to each other, like a big net thrown by the boat, but this time it “casts the net”, not for fishing, only for sheltering the rain.

When the sea water hit the big net, the waves swelled, but no drop of water penetrated the big net and landed on Osmanthus Flower Island. The ferry was only slightly swayed, and when the ancestral guinea tree showed a mysterious posture of rapid growth of branches and leaves, the ground on the top of the mountain cracked. , Many gullies appeared, revealing the winding roots of the old laurel tree.The entire Osmanthus Flower Island then began to rise slowly, as if it was about to withstand the impact of the sea, hanging in the air against the wind, and forcibly leaving the Flood Dragon Ravine.

Many water horns with horns on their foreheads have the most aggressive rushing momentum. They fall on the big net one by one, tearing the laurel leaf array with sharp claw, or hitting with their heads.

This type of water scorpion is considered a noble member of the genus of dragons. It has a relatively close relationship with True Dragon, the first to take charge of 5 lakes and 4 seas, as different as heaven and earth compared to snakes and carps.It’s just one more word for water, and it’s worse than the one-character Qiu. Compared with the emperor’s relatives, which is not just in name only, but also in reality, it’s still a bit worse. The azure snake in the sea is a type of copulation, so it is also called the Qingqiu, and the white chick who likes to hide in the majestic mountains, one in the deep sea and on the land, often appears in the articles of literati and poems, and is a frequent visitor of fairy poems .

Many descendants of the dragons followed, slammed into the net fiercely, and used the extraordinary natural talent’s Magical Powers, which engulfed 10000 Jun of seawater, and hit the net together.

After seeing this scene, the old man Zhouzi felt distressed. This is Mrs. Gui’s hard-won Earth Immortal cultivation, letting the fundamental vitality of her true body wear out rapidly, seeking a glimmer of survival for everyone.

Ma Zhi, who is staying on the island, should have already negotiated with the guests, but I don’t know if we can unite and overcome the difficulties together.

At the moment when Chen Ping tried his best to write that lock-cutting talisman, the golden old Flood Dragon not only gave orders to let the Flood Dragon Ravine in a spurt of energy break through the Osmanthus Flower Island, but it didn’t mean to shoot by itself, just thinking it over and shaking the hunted zhang gold. A scaly body, slowly swimming towards the edge of the clear water, and finally a majestic old man in a golden robe walked out of the ripples. His eyebrows were extremely long and hung to his chest. He moved forward in the air. This old man transformed into a human shape. Flood Dragon ignores Mrs. Gui who needs to be distracted to drive Osmanthus Flower Island. Even the golden robe old man is as indifferent as the golden robe old man, who is as indifferent to the life and death of that young floodwater. He is like a mountaineer walking slowly down the hill, condescending and overlooking The 2 small boats and 3 people at the foot of the mountain.

The old Flood Dragon looked at the young man’s back and walked non-stop, said with a slight smile: “Little Brat, use your hands and feet on that tarragon, and write the lock charms without authorization. I only treat you when you are young and ignorant. Secretly hide 2 Flying Swords, but if they are unsatisfied…”

The old man Zhouzi drove the boat under his feet, and stood behind Chen Ping, one person and one boat. He looked up at the old beast whose temperament had changed dramatically, and said with a smile: “What about unsatisfied? Is it possible to kill with the neck and ask for a more comfortable death Fa? I beg you evil creatures to swallow them, don’t chew them slowly?”

The old Flood Dragon glanced sideways at the old boatman, said with a smile: “You have broken the rules, and you will die when you die. As for how you die, it doesn’t really matter. Have you forgotten your soul after death, if it’s a little by little, I made dozens of candlelights by my men. After lighting them, they placed them in the deepest part of the Flood Dragon Ravine to endure the cold and cold. This crime is comparable to Dismemberment by Five Horses and chopped up on the human execution ground. ten-thousand times by a thousand blades, it’s even more difficult, especially for your Golden Core old cultivator, the higher the cultivation, the higher the scented candle quality…”

Speaking of this, the golden robe old man sighed, stopped his figure, and after one hand, he twisted the golden long eyebrows hanging on his chest with one hand and two fingers. Helplessly said: “Little Brat, this Fan Family and I have helped you delay For so long, it’s just a lock-cutting talisman of the rain master’s edict, and it has not been painted yet? It is Daoism’s talisman school discipline, which is getting less and less effective now? Or are you not good at learning and the ability to draw symbols is not good? Or is this talisman formidable power too big, The talisman paper is too precious, and it makes your writing a bit…astringent? It’s okay, I haven’t seen and learned the talisman for many years, I miss it very much, so at this point, I can afford to wait. The young official takes my time. Don’t worry.”

Mrs. Gui sighed.

The old boatman is also in the same state of mind.

This is the horror of Saint’s administration of a side world.

Just as the Confucian sage sits in the Academy, True Monarch is in the Taoist temple, the Arhat sits in the temple, and the Martial Saint rules the battlefield.

The pale lady Gui looked angry and said: “So tyrannical, you are not afraid that Whirling Continent Confucian Saint will be held accountable to you?!”

The old Flood Dragon looked pityingly: “Mrs. Gui, Mrs. Gui, you shouldn’t stay in such a mud puddle in Old Dragon City, you are just a cocoon, trying nothing and accomplish nothing for so many years, 2 If you don’t hear things outside the window, how can you know the trend? Down, those who obey and those who go against perish, Mrs. Gui, although I have coveted your true body for many years, but you are good at your origin, I can give you one last chance to obey me and join the Flood Dragon Ravine. How about it?”

Mrs. Gui said with a sneer: “I really don’t know if the Confucian Saint is here, would you dare to speak out! Don’t say Saint, I am afraid just a gentleman, is it enough to make you trembling with fear?”

Golden robe smiled and shook his head, “This is different from the past, so I said that Mrs. Gui’s vision is too narrow, that’s all, people who walk different paths cannot make plans together, after eating you, I can successfully enter the Original Purity Realm, when the time comes, even if the Confucian Saint of Yingyin Chen Clan leaves the academy and comes here to be held accountable, what can I do?”

The old man grinned and smiled deeply, “Knowing that you still don’t give up, thinking I was fooling around with Profound Void before, and I was lucky enough to let the young man draw that lock-cutting talisman, so as to scare everyone except me. Belonging to the dragon, look, I still fulfilled your wish, do you still think I am bluffing?”

The old man stepped out and instantly came to the side of Chen Ping riding the boat more than 100 feet away.

Chen Ping is like an old monk who does not know anything about the world, but slowly draws symbols.

Mrs. Gui and the old man Zhouzi acted at the same time. She threw a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus sticks and landed on the bow of the small boat. The woman said silently, “The roots depend on the blue sky.” The osmanthus sticks instantly grew into a small osmanthus tree, with branches and leaves whirling and blooming. Clusters of golden sweet-scented osmanthus, fragrant and fragrant, the osmanthus is as high as ten feet, and the shade covers Chen Ping.

The old man quickly pinches the tactics with both hands, silently recites incantion, and slams heavily on the small boat he has set up. The palms of the hands are pressed against each other, the fingers are interlaced, and the brilliance shines from the fingers of the old boatman. Dragon, after the old man pinched the tactics, there was a bright red flame lingering all over his body, like a heaven official Spiritual God wearing a red robe, his forehead was covered with scarlet seal script, angry shouted: “Golden Crow flaps his wings, Vulcan cooks water!”

From the boat at the feet of the old man to the sea between the old man in golden robe, mist was like a hot pot of boiling water, and then golden crows flew out from it. They dragged a path of billowing flames and rushed towards the old Flood Dragon.

But the golden robe old Flood Dragon just waved his sleeves and pulled out two Azure Dragons from the sea at two places on his side. They collided with the golden crows, and dozens of golden crows were instantly swallowed by two old people. Clear water Azure Dragon feasted, with fires from time to time in the belly, and finally perish together, the body shattered and returned to the sea, but the old man used his hand to pinch the technique and shot swiftly. It can be described as mighty and mighty, compared to the casually of the golden robe old Flood Dragon. The disparity is huge.

golden robe old Flood Dragon said with a smile: “God of fire? This kind of ancient gods are too mixed, and because of a great disaster, inheriting this great spiritual God is often not righteous, compared to the past. Inheritance is the orderly God of Shuibe, who is heavily relied on by the Celestial Emperor. It’s really not worth mentioning. You little Golden Core, I’m afraid you don’t even know the 4 words Vulcan boiling water, right? The earliest fire. God, it’s to boil 4 seas and burn 5 lakes as clouds and mists in the sky. The Spiritual God of the fire department of later generations only dare to boil water. What kind of water, big rivers and big rivers are water, small streams are water, boil it Can’t make tea if you drink water?”

The old man’s tactic was easily broken by the golden robe old Flood Dragon, and he was not discouraged. During the latter’s babbling words, he changed his tactic. He clenched his fists, bumped his hands together, and stepped on his feet. The image of the heaven official of the fire department is missing, glaring at each other, with the appearance of a magician, the old man all around there is one after another thunder bead that haunts the lightning.

The old man finally separated his fists. He punched his heart from his mouth to his abdomen for three consecutive blows. The Spiritual Qi of the three Qi Palaces was agitated. Another punch restored his palms and his palms were facing the sky. “Insects Wake is bulging, the thunder pool opens, listen to my order, Punishment for God!”

ten thousand li The cloudless blue sky, appear out of thin air, a huge vortex with lightning and thunder, a snow-white thunder and lightning is highlighted, turning in the air several times, and slashing on top of the golden robe old Flood Dragon.

The figure of the golden robe old man disappeared in place, but the thunder and lightning that smashed into the air did not dissipate. It penetrated the sea directly, fell into the depths of the Flood Dragon Ravine, and ejected back, reflecting the seabed in the vast white snow. Many of the genus of Flood Dragons hidden in the seabed did not participate in this encirclement and suppression. After being disturbed by this Thunder Law, all subconsciously closed their eyes and did not dare to face them.

The thunder and lightning swept out of the sea and flew to one place. The golden robe old Flood Dragon showed its real body. Facing this unreasonable thunder and lightning, the old Flood Dragon seemed a little annoyed at last. This time it lost its former leisurely state and did not continue. Dodging, standing in place, slightly frowned, with two fingers close together, respectively clamped a long golden eyebrow, and quickly wiped it off, sliding out from the tip of the finger 2 golden sword lights, about 3 feet long, as long as the sword of the world, with a sword to welcome To the thunder and lightning, a sword pierced the vortex above the head that was connected to a small thunder pool.

Golden robe old Flood Dragon’s long eyebrows and 2 swords were successful, and thunder and vortex burned both jade and stone again, and burst into brilliant brilliance on the sea and high in the sky.

The old man Zhouzi is worthy of being a rare Golden Core visitor who has experienced the scenery of Earth Immortal himself. The methods are endless. He rises up from the ground, sticks out his arm, stretches out his hand, and holds a silver light piercing snake spear. golden robe old Flood Dragon, “Evil creature die!”

The golden robe old Flood Dragon twitched the corner of his mouth and disappeared again.

The castration of the old man Zhouzi did not weaken the spear. Instead, he added gravity. There was a black ripple at the tip of the spear, and there was no stagnation at the tip of the snow-white spear. lance like a hot knife through butter, like a chopstick entering the water, it appeared visually. The offset is skewed.

Afterwards, a strange scene appeared. The old man stood around the silhouette of the dozens golden robe old Flood Dragon, and the top of each of his heads was either as long as a foot or less than a foot, and there was a spear pointed at the golden robe old Flood Dragon. Eyebrow.

Almost all the golden robe old Flood Dragon said with a smile: “It’s an Earth Immortal blow that really fought so hard for you, Golden Core Realm.”

He stretched out a hand and grabbed the tip of the spear.

Lightning 4 splashes, Heaven and Earth is white.

Only one golden robe did not speak. He stood directly behind the small boat of Chen Ping. He could just see Chen Ping sitting in the shade of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree. He could not see the specific azure talisman paper, but Full of awe-inspiring righteousness, that brush is a good thing, even the old Flood Dragon will covet it.

Seeing that the talisman paper of the lock lock charm is blank, only seven-eight out of ten has been completed. Although the young man’s arms, fingers and millitips are not trembling yet, his mind is already unstable. It can be seen that writing this charm is still too far-fetched, old Flood Dragon became more and more curious. Although the rank of the chop-lock talisman was not low, the boy had successfully painted the talisman on the Penny before, indicating that there is no problem with the Dao Talisman itself, but the azure talisman paper, which made it difficult for the boy to write. It’s just like a child climbing a mountain with a heavy load. It’s not an exaggeration to say that it’s hard work.

A high grade chopped lock symbol with a rain master’s edict.

If before he became a Saint, the golden robe old Flood Dragon would still be jealous. After all, this belongs to the natural restraint. During the years when the rain master He Bo Shui Jun was still an orthodox Spiritual God, the dragon would pay respect. This category is like the existence of a government office boss.

It’s just that now even if this talisman is “hardened”, the golden robe old Flood Dragon doesn’t pay attention to it, he even a little eager to see the lock lock talisman again.

After all, during a long period of humiliation, the old Flood Dragon was young at the time, but what he saw and heard was unforgettable.

The old Flood Dragon is going to the depths of the Flood Dragon Ravine. Some Old Guys of the same age who don’t want to follow their own have once again witnessed this far-reaching talisman. Maybe they can make these languid Old Guys give birth to blood again. Courage.

The complete Flood Dragon Ravine, as long as it is twisted into a rope, it is by no means comparable to the Immortal Mansion.

Dozens of golden robe old Flood Dragon squeezed the tip of the lance spear at the same time.

This is the Life Source of the old man Zhouzi, and he immediately fell into the boat, vomiting blood.

Except for the old Flood Dragon staring at the Chen Ping talisman without a word, the other old Flood Dragons who were aroused fiercely laughed heartily and stepped on fiercely almost at the same time. There was not much movement under their feet, but they were sheltered. The Osmanthus Flower Island’s Osmanthus Flower Island Formation is like a fragile city gate that was hit by countless siege vehicles. It is trembling and endangered. Once the formation is damaged, the dragons’ belongings will instantly rush into the island. The evil creature who is born with strong physique can fight in close hands?

Not to mention the unwillingness of the ordinary Qi Refiner, that is, the most powerful sword cultivator, and the strongest Military School of Thought cultivator, are equally unwilling.

Many Middle Five Realms Qi Refiners who originally Ma Zhi talked dryly and did not want to take out the trump card magic weapon suddenly changed their complexion and did not dare to hide their privates. They all took out the magic weapon Spiritual Artifact. For a while, brilliant lights appeared on Osmanthus Flower Island. and vibrant colors, they rushed to the sky to help Mrs. Gui and the ancestor Gui to resist the stampede of the golden old Flood Dragon.

However, after Qi Refiner on the island made great efforts, some of the Flood Dragon Ravine giants, who had always been standing idly by before, finally used the Magical Powers of water, like a shower of arrows on Osmanthus Flower Island.

Therefore, Osmanthus Flower Island is still at a disadvantage even with Qi Refiner.

At this critical time, there was even a tall and thin old man who flew over from the sea beyond the Flood Dragon Ravine, but he was obviously hesitant to go deeper.

It was the rebel of Nascent Soul next to the Jade Tablet Sect Jiang Clan Young Master.

He finally chose to wait and see the changes.

Mrs. Gui had to go to Osmanthus Flower Island. She really did not expect that the big formation was so fragile. Chen Ping’s talisman could no longer take care of it. Once she was always separated from her soul, the Osmanthus Flower Island could not stand the next impact. , When the time comes, even if the talisman is successfully drawn, Osmanthus Flower Island has been breached, and the unscrupulous dragon’s belonging, such as entering the land of no one, will only be defeated like a mountain.

Mrs. Gui swept away and turned to helplessly said to the old man: “Take care of Chen Ping!”

The old man smiled nodded bitterly and struggled to stand up.

You can only do everything you want to do.

All the golden robe old Flood Dragon in all directions, slowly walk towards 2 small boats.

Only the golden old Flood Dragon that always stood in place, staring at Chen Ping from beginning to end, told in his heart: “Little Brat, if you don’t finish drawing this talisman, quickly turn the battle around, you all person will die. Mrs. Gui is going to die, the old boatman is going to die, you are going to die too, you are going to die.”

What to do, the rain teacher ordered.A total of 8 characters, Chen Ping only wrote 6 characters at the end, and he was extremely unruly. This talisman is no accident and is considered invalid.

In fact, Chen Ping finished the first 4 characters. Although it took a long time, it was much longer than the previous characters. But on the rain character, Chen Ping couldn’t even write the horizontal stroke no matter how the air engine was operated. azure The material of talisman paper seems to be simply unwilling to accept the word. The two armies confront each other. Chen Ping fought alone, facing a towering high city. What can he do?

When the manpower is exhausted, it will not be changed with ambition and tenacious perseverance.

Chen Ping stayed for a long time and still couldn’t write. When Chen Ping’s arm trembled for the first time, a big mouthful of blood rushed to his throat, and he swallowed it forcibly. In desperation, Chen Ping skipped the word rain. The Shizi Pass is another sky moat. Chen Ping bypassed it again. Fortunately, the 2 words of the imperial order were reluctant to do so. In the mouth of the purely True Qi an arrow at the end of its flight, finally finished writing.

After Chen Ping ran out of this breath, he was exhausted, and the arm holding the small snow cone drooped down. It was a strong breath. The failure of the drawing this time is tantamount to worsening the situation. At this moment, within the body, blood is surging. In addition to the blood that has hurt the heart, there are countless blood beads that ooze from the inside out, extremely fine, flowing and condensing from the Divine Soul, Qi Palace, muscles and bones, and little by little.

The golden robe old Flood Dragon was so angry for the first time, and scolded angrily: “Useless waste! After waiting for you for so long, you can’t even write the word’Rain Master’?!”

The old Flood Dragon stepped forward, “I’ll give you another chance, start again! Draw another talisman again!”

Chen Ping stared at the azure talisman paper, the situation did not get worse.

But it did not get better.

It seems that after the Daoist Nun from Divine Order Sect parted ways on the Great Dao, Chen Ping, who was lucky all the way after leaving Black Pearl Paradise, his luck began to go downhill, as if he had once again returned to the Black Pearl Paradise before the fall.

This time, it is directly dead.

Chen Ping lifts the head and said: “You think like this I finished writing this chop lock charm? What are you trying to do?”

The golden robe old Flood Dragon looked at the young man carefully, nodded with a smile and said: “Naturally. It’s just that it’s meaningless to say it now. I wasted so much time. Your three immortal souls and seven mortal souls will be controlled later. It turns into a candle wick and burns under the Flood Dragon Ravine for 100 years.”

Chen Ping glanced at the left arm holding the small snow cone, took a deep breath, and slowly lifted it up, not only this arm, blood oozing from the 7 orifices and skin, gurgling, “Before I die, I must finish writing These 2 words.”

The golden robe old Flood Dragon’s eyes were gloomy, said with a smile: “The young official is ambitious, I wait and see, and don’t hesitate to protect you personally. Don’t let me down again.”

Chen Ping grinned.

Raising the right hand arm, wiping the eyes indiscriminately, wiping off the blood stains that blur the vision, roughly see the position of the talisman paper in the blank space of the “Rain Master”, then close your eyes, in the heart and muttered in the heart: “What do you do… …What do you do…”

For a moment.

Chen Ping began to write on the talisman paper.

golden robe old Flood Dragon said with a smile: “Boy, this is not a rain word. Is it too badly injured and can’t handle it clearly?”

Another moment.

The golden robe old Flood Dragon no longer smiled.

Above the talisman paper, there is no longer the so-called talisman.

But a ray of divine light condenses rapidly.

Chen Ping just keeps that posture, not that he doesn’t want to move, but is really impossible to move.

This lock-slashing talisman is no longer a lock-slashing talisman in the true sense.

Because it is not “what do you do, the rain teacher’s edict”.

It’s “What’s the matter, Lu Chen’s Decree”.

Lu Chen’s Decree!

And the golden robe old Flood Dragon is also completely motionless, and he has more than enough energy.

Chen Ping lips slightly moving, silently feeling the warm spirits on the paper under the pen, blessed to the soul, his voice trembling, and whispered: “I saw it said in the book, Saint Youyun…”

Chen Ping coughed, and finally said the second half of the sentence, “Hidden Dragon In Deep Abyss.”

The 8 words in the oral language seem to be no less inferior to the 8 words on the talisman paper.

A total of ten 6 words, falling in the Flood Dragon Ravine, is simply a thunderbolt, Five Thunderbolts.

“promise!”

“Follow the law!”

A sound rang from the depths of the Flood Dragon Ravine, one after another, endlessly.

Heaven and Earth is still.

Dozens of golden robe old Flood Dragon merged into a figure. He lowered his head and cup hand to hold fist, but he smiled sternly, “Before you get your destiny, the boy will die.”

Above the Flood Dragon Ravine, a golden sword glow dropping from the sky as thick as a mountain.

It fell straight to the top of the boy’s head.

There are people who can save them, but they are unwilling, such as the Nascent Soul old woman next to the bamboo-clothed teenager.

Some people want to save, but for the sake of Fan Family’s great cause, they can only choose to hold back, such as Mrs. Gui.

Some people are helpless and do not hesitate to change their lives to teenagers, such as the old boatman who is close at hand.

More people are just watching the excitement. The overall situation has been determined. What needs to be nervous?

Chen Ping in this brief moment, it seems that all people’s feelings have been clearly understood, but the expression is not sad or happy.

A pair of seals slid out of the sleeves, with landscape marks, and stopped above his head.

After the golden sword light collapsed, there was a pair of mountain watermarks, only the watermark was left.

On the Great Dao.

Go straight alone.