A black shadow appeared in the dark clouds, the horns were like deer, the claws were like eagles, there was a beard next to the mouth, there was a pearl under the chin, it appeared from time to time, the body was vigorous, the posture was graceful, and it seemed to be galloping in the rolling waves.
Lao Dao saw that Yan Niang turned into a prototype, temporarily put down the tiger hidden in the ground, his nose twitched a few times, and his feet were slightly forced, and he soared into the air.
He raised his right hand and silently recited a few charms in his mouth, and the samadhi fire burst out of his palm again, turning into three walls of fire, and swooping towards the dragon in the clouds in the rolling heat.
But before the flames could reach the dark clouds, they were suddenly blocked by a thick layer of rain and mist, and countless raindrops were connected into a large net, wrapping the wall of fire layer by layer, and the rain splashed and was confused.
"Can Shi Yun be good at spreading rain, and he is worthy of being the spirit beast Canglong of the Quartet."
Li Derang looked up at the sky, but the smile on his lips cooled down a little, "But if your mana that reaches the sky can't be used by me, it is really my Da Liao's henchman" The lines between his eyebrows were a lot thicker, and the corners of his mouth also pulled a fierce arc downward.
The flames were enveloped in layers of rain that became more and more dense, and finally, after the two sides confronted each other for half a quarter of an hour, the blazing sky fire turned into a few wisps of white smoke and drifted towards the end of the sky.
Seeing that the true flame of Samadhi had been extinguished, and his eyes flashed with a fierce light, he suddenly roared angrily and leaped towards the huge shadow in the dark clouds.
But before he could get closer, a fire suddenly pressed down from his head, grabbing him to the ground, and the Taoist robe on his body was also burned by the flames, and strands of rags hung on his body, making him look like a ragged beggar.
"You can use samadhi fire?"
Shocked and annoyed, he supported the ground with one hand and blocked the flames falling from the sky with the other, looked at the hovering and tumbling figure in the air, and said in his mouth.
But before he could recover from the shock, the ground beneath him suddenly moved, and the earth bricks suddenly cracked in all directions, and a black horn like an iron pestle drilled out from under him, and plunged straight into his chest.
He was so frightened that his arm slashed at the long horn as soon as he returned, and with a rustling cold wind, he desperately cut it sideways, and there was a great posture of not cutting it off and not looking back.
But when the palm of the hand had almost touched the long horn, it suddenly re-burrowed into the ground and disappeared.
Lao Dao's heart tightened, and he stood up straight and looked around, for fear that the long horn would attack again, but he only cared about defending the bottom, but he neglected the heavenly fire above, and a tongue of fire with black smoke licked it, burning all his hair and eyebrows, and his face was also burned black, and his skin was cracked, revealing black-red flesh, which was extremely terrifying.
"Demon Dao, suffer death."
Yan Niang's clear voice came from above, and at the same time, a second fire fell from the sky, with the help of the cold wind, covering the sky, like a blood-red carpet, throwing the Taoist priest to the ground.
Lao Dao was caught in the fire, his skin was burned by the flames, he stood up strongly, but just when he stood up, the ground under his feet shook again, and he fell to the ground again.
With a "poof", the tiger's long horns came out of the ground and pierced straight into the forearm of the old road, and the "stab" suddenly tore off the bruised arm from his body.
Lao Dao let out a cry of pain, and watched as his right arm came out of his body and fell into the raging flames, turning into ashes.
"Okay."
Li Derang saw that Lao Dao was injured, and couldn't help but slap his hands on the side, "Traitor, I didn't expect you to have today, you obediently died, I will let the tiger give you a good time, if you resist stubbornly, don't blame me for being ruthless, and I will break your body into ten thousand pieces." ” Lao Dao gritted his teeth and stared at Li Derang viciously, the wound on his arm was blurred with flesh and blood, but strangely, there was no blood spurting out of it, and his blood seemed to have congealed thousands of years ago.
Suddenly, he bared his teeth and laughed, and jumped in the direction of Li Derang, Li Derang was shocked, the soles of his boots rubbed against the gravel and took a few steps back, and with a slight step on the ground, the tiger's long horns once again drilled out of the ground and blocked in front of him.
At the same time, a third true flame also fell from the sky, impartially covering the long horn.
He had deduced extremely accurately, and was ready to let the tiger pierce his abdomen and completely annihilate him when Lao Dao attacked him, but seeing that the figure with a broken arm had moved in front of him, and the tiger also stabbed out a long horn at this Jiuding moment, but Lao Dao suddenly disappeared.
Like a gust of wind, he disappeared into the vast sky, and disappeared under the gaze of Yan Niang and Li Derang.
"Where did he go?"
Canglong snaked its body and descended from the sky, hovering above Li Derang's head, and its huge tail swept up all the rubble and rubble on the ground, not letting go of any corner.
Li Derang looked around vigilantly, his fingers gently brushing the long beard under his chin, "Wuxiang, Jingzong told me before he died that this demon is called Wuxiang, and reminded me that I must take more precautions against him."
By the way, what else does he say: 'The rope and the rope cannot be named, and it returns to nothingness, it is said to be formless, and the image without image is to be in a trance.'
'Lin Jingyin, what can you say about this?
” Canglong's face emitted a little blue light, and the two lantern-like giant eyes gently turned around, "Wuxiang, is the Taoist description of the Tao Xuan Xuan formless language, Nirvana Sutra said: There are no ten phases, the so-called hue, sound, fragrance, taste, touch, birth and bad phase, male phase, female phase, is the name of the ten phases, no such as the phase, so the name is no phase."
This demon path is hidden, no one knows where he came from, but since he is called Wuxiang, does it mean that he has no traces and cannot be found?
” Hearing this, Li Derang a layer of mist between his eyebrows, he clenched a fist, gritted his teeth and said, "If there is no trace, we can't find him, and we can't kill him, how can this be good?"
” Canglong shook his head slightly, "Not only that, although he was seriously injured, but now he is in the dark, we are in the light, I'm afraid the odds are uncertain, maybe" Before she could finish speaking, a roar suddenly came from underground, which was at first loud and pierced the heavens, but later it turned into a miserable scream, as if she had been badly wounded, and her life was in danger.
"Not good."
Li Derang screamed, stepped on the ground with his feet, and silently recited a few incantations in his mouth, urgently calling the tiger out.
But the underground was now silent, not even a groaning could be heard, the battle was clearly over, and it was no longer obvious who would win or lose.
With a "boom", a huge body with markings was thrown out of the hole in the ground, and then slammed into the ground, setting up a cloud of gray dust: the tiger struggled a few times, and finally staggered to its feet, but barely moved a few steps, and then fell again, unable to move again.