Chapter 650 Forced to Retreat
Linzhao Zhenjun is the late Great Zhenjun and a veteran monk of Hehuan Sect.
He is good at using two golden wheels, big and small, as comfortable as a shuttle. The light shines down, and the glorious light suddenly turns into a vast ocean, submerging the upper formation of Dazhong City.
These two golden wheels combined into protrusions on the upper and lower sides, turned into a flying shuttle, and gathered in the center of Linzhao Zhenjun's hands.
Just as he was about to release his spiritual light to hit the outer layer of light, unexpectedly, a black air suddenly flew over from a distance. For a moment, thousands of rays of light were absorbed by the black air. Then, a blue-white ghost hand emerged from the mist. He poked his finger out and gently popped out a black stone with his purple-black nails.
Bang.
The double-sided golden wheel shuttle that had already flown out rolled up and down and crashed back into the arms of Zhenjun Linzhao.
Linzhao Zhenjun looked surprised. After seeing the person clearly, he finally understood why.
Rolling his hands up and down, he turned the golden wheel flying shuttle into two sides, held it in his hand, stood on the head of the cloud, opened up the formation and said: "Hey, Po Mo, kill my junior brother Mingyu, now our Hehuan Sect's army is approaching the city, we will give way in the future. Your soul is shattered, if you don't quickly tie your hands and surrender, my sect, Renshan, can spare the lives of your sect disciples and allow you to live as a subordinate."
He originally planned not to talk too much nonsense with him, but thinking of Taiyi's instructions, Tu Shanjun still had patience and said loudly: "Hehuan Sect Ming Yu, insulted our sect with nonsense, and even boldly attacked our sect leader. Now the Hehuan Sect is doing something unjust." Master, if you arrogantly talk about destroying my orthodoxy, you are going too far!"
"You devil, you are a sharp-tongued man who confuses right and wrong. It is only right to kill someone to pay for your life. Since you are stubborn, don't blame me, the righteous teacher, for destroying your mountain gate and annihilating your Taoist tradition!" Linzhao Zhenjun immediately scolded angrily. Exit: "If the devil still doesn't wake up, how long will he persist in resisting, and how many lives will be lost?"
"Kill to pay for life?" Tu Shanjun repeated.
A cold feeling crawled onto his face like frost, and he said calmly: "That's right. Since you have decided to take action, you should be prepared to be killed."
Who can tell where the grudge started?
It's just that at this point, I can only speak with weapons.
Tu Shanjun had no plan to stop Taiyi, and he had his own prejudice against the Hehuan Sect.
Let go of your prejudices?
fart!
"What are you capable of? Threatening to kill me." Tu Shanjun pulled out the long-handled hammer and activated the black escape. In the midst of the glorious glory, a streak of scarlet appeared in the sky, like a shooting star at night, covered by the light of the ancient stars. Tens of thousands of hectares of pressure converged on that terrifying hammer.
"nail."
The golden wheels of both hands are joined together to form a block.
Linzhao Zhenjun, who resisted the hammer, only felt that his six-foot body was shortened by seven inches. Under the protection of the body's Gangqi, he could still hear the roar of flesh and blood, the cry of bones, and a fishy-sweet smell. It opens up the mouth and allows the taste buds to taste.
However, just after the fight, Linzhao Zhenjun knew that he was no match for the person in front of him based on his physical strength and his own martial arts.
With this terrifying force, both his arms resisted the burden of the spirit treasure and were blown away, like the long tail of a giant ship. He could not stop until he was close to his own formation.
Fortunately, the distance was now wide, so he could take advantage of the golden wheel and use the opportunity to concentrate his magical powers.
…
The great elder of Hehuan Sect stood on the deck of Happy Palace.
Surrounded by him were the True Lord Yuanying of the Hehuan Sect and the guest minister Yuanying affiliated with the sect.
Of course they are paying attention to the battle between Linzhao Zhenjun. If Linzhao Zhenjun can win, they may not have to wait for the allies of the Beast Control Sect to arrive, and they can quickly annex the entire Qianyuan and eliminate the Taiyi Sect.
Even if Linzhao cannot win, he will not be defeated. With his strength, he can be ranked high in Xingluo.
If the news is really confirmed, then it doesn't matter. The Palace of Joy has locked onto the man in black robes. The Peak Great True Lord controls the Palace of Joy and will definitely be able to handle Linzhao.
"This?" Zhenjun Huandu stared at the battle in Yuantian in surprise. How come Linzhao was almost knocked to the sky by the black-robed and red-haired monk when he came face to face with him? Even if he showed weakness, he didn't show weakness like this.
Maybe Linzhao did have his own ideas, and he didn't express any opinions.
However, when he looked at his colleagues around him, most of their faces were full of surprise, astonishment, astonishment... Only then did Huandu realize that he was right. Thinking about it, he is also the True Lord of Nascent Soul after all. How could he misjudge this momentary situation? It is not a fight with a small gap.
The face of the great elder of Hehuan Sect darkened.
That person seemed to be really a leader among Nascent Soul cultivators. Even though his aura was not released and his pressure was not exerted, looking at his moves, Linzhao was obviously no match for that person. As soon as they met, he distanced himself and prepared to use spells. Supernatural powers.
Linzhao Zhenjun has troubles that he cannot tell.
As a veteran monk, his body and martial arts were by no means average. He never expected to encounter such a powerful opponent in his prime.
"The Way of Desire!"
A pair of golden wheels danced, and countless circular halo-shaped wheels spread out like a wall behind Zhenjun Linzhao. Then countless rays of light converged in the center of the two golden wheels. The escaping light suddenly rushed in. Tushanjun looked into his eyes. Tushanjun, who was quite walking on the clouds at first, only felt something shining in his eyes.
Looking at the golden wheels dancing in the hands of Linzhao Zhenjun, the two golden wheels gradually became white and white, and a little red appeared in the center. Countless flying fairies surrounded by fairy catkins floated beside Tushanjun, posing and teasing Tushanjun at the same time. Both hands caressed Tushanjun's body.
"fine."
Linzhao Zhenjun let out a sigh of relief. His pair of spiritual treasures were originally created in conjunction with his true magical powers: "Fall into my palace made of desires, surrounded by fairies, witches, witches,... No matter how strong a monk you are, you will still fall into it."
"That's right." Huandu nodded.
Not far away, Zhenjun Xingjin smiled calmly.
The great elder of Hehuan Sect nodded: "Linzhao's true meaning of the Way of Desire has become a method of magical power. The more you struggle, the more you will fall into it, and those who don't struggle will be swallowed up. After all, it is the most primitive desire. Through magical power, Invade the monk's body and stir up the Yin Shen and Nascent Soul."
…
Linzhao Zhenjun did not dare to appear in front of Tushanjun. The two wheels in his hands turned into two streams of light and formed a flying shuttle, heading straight for the black-robed Taoist who moved a little slower.
The shuttle approaches.
…
"broken!"
They clearly saw Tushanjun's movements slow down, which was obviously a sign of being tricked.
The monk's true power is very hard to resist. The ancestor insisted on using it so much that he didn't even activate the body-protecting Gang Qi. Do you want to kill the Great True Lord of the Hehuan Sect with his physical body alone?
Doesn’t this mean that arrogance will cost one’s life?
If there was cheering just now, now the ancient building was completely silent.
They turned to look at Taiyi, who was standing at the front, with a solemn expression. Tu Shanjun did not open up the body-protecting aura to save mana. Who would have thought that Da Zhenjun's true magical power could be so powerful.
No matter what the monks around him thought, Taiyi held his breath and concentrated from beginning to end, standing quietly upstairs, staring at the battlefield.
He must not show any fear or flinch. And we are not in a desperate situation now. Tushanjun's strength is obvious to all. Even if there is a problem, he cannot be defeated by Da Zhenjun.
‘My junior brother is invincible in the world! ’
Taiyi gritted his teeth and locked these words in his heart.
He firmly believes it!
If Tu Shanjun's strength is not worthy of belief, how can he dare to start this battle. Even if Jin Ao Palace and Yuandao League came to help, he would not choose the Hehuan Sect as his opponent.
The ancestor of the Wu family clenched his hands unconsciously, not even daring to breathe out.
Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He had just put all his treasures on Taiyi Sect. If it was just a battle, he would have exposed the strength of the upper level of Hehuan Sect. No, not exposed, but the seemingly unfathomable ancestor. If it is a soft What to do with persimmons?
"No way?"
"Isn't the ancestor the Great True Lord? How could he be tricked so easily?"
"..."
"Then where should we go..." Whispering, all Jindan Daoist people were like ants on a hot pot, jumping around. Of course they also want to calm down, but at this moment, besides the ancestor who can give them a sense of security, who else can do it.
…
Buzz.
The figure of the black-robed Taoist in front of him seemed to disappear in an instant.
With another flash of divine skill, he appeared in front of Linzhao Zhenjun. The tall body with clear eyes looked down, and a fist like iron appeared on the chest of Linzhao Zhenjun.
boom.
The body-protecting aura was squeezed into a ball, and Linzhao Zhenjun's body-protecting aura was shattered with a punch.
The iron fist seemed to have pierced a bubble, then punched the tofu inside the bubble, and then stopped.
Just when Tushanjun smiled ferociously, his big hand came down from above and was about to cover Linzhao Zhenjun's head.
A long whip struck from the flank, powerful and heavy, carrying endless pressure and an aura of terror.
At the same time, a huge claw covered with lime scales stretched out from the right wing and seemed to be about to clasp Tushanjun's shoulder.
"kill!"
overhead.
As if there were ripples in the water, a big rough hand holding a pumpkin fell down and went straight to Tushanjun's head.
The three parties came together, forcing Tushanjun to give up the next move. The black and red Gang Qi around his body was propped up, setting up the escape light, allowing his body to break away from the surroundings of the three parties.
Threads of flesh and blood grew from the big hole in Linzhao Zhenjun's chest, and the injuries on his body were quickly mended. Even the injured internal organs were mostly repaired by Zhenjun Yuanying's huge vitality.
However, this serious injury still made him look pale and unstable, and his combat strength was less than half, probably only three or four points.
"It's really a powerful method!"
The person who spoke first had a thin and dark face, and looked like a middle-aged man. He stared at Tushanjun coldly: "I didn't expect that you are really the Supreme True Monarch. I asked you to send Linzhao to challenge you. "
He cupped his hands and said to the side: "I would also like to thank my fellow Taoist for your help."
"Don't be polite."
"Our Beast Control Sect is an ally of the Hehuan Sect, and it's just a simple task."
A tall figure carrying a pumpkin appeared from the side.
Coiled on his seat was a snake, a giant snake with a tiger's head and claws. The huge claws obviously come from this beast. Scarlet narrow eyes stared at the black-robed Taoist.