"Big day?
Hahahahahaha!"
"King Hengtian," Zhao Changlie laughed, "You guys are as greedy as dogs and as stupid as pigs, you are really about to die, especially if you don't know it!
Don't look at you here today, dancing with demons, showing off your power, and being famous for a while, waiting for my brother Qi Changsheng When I return from the fairy world with the nine masters, I will kill you all with swords and swords, and turn them into pus and blood one by one, and grind them into powder.
No one can escape!"
Regarding his "stubbornness", Patriarch Lieyang had already expected it, and was not angry.
Instead, he smiled slightly and said lightly: "It's true that I can't shed tears until I see the coffin.
Until now, I am still daydreaming, thinking that there will really be a 'return from the fairy world' this time."
What's the matter?
"To tell you the truth, and let all fellow Taoists hear it clearly - Lieyang is not one of those ignorant people who can be fooled at will.
I have also practiced in ancient ruins for more than a hundred years and know some ancient secrets.
"Immortal world?
How can there be any fairy world!
What surrounds our ancient holy world is an endless black sea.
No matter up, down, left, right, east, west, south, it is more than 18,000 times of 18,000 miles!
Even if it is Nascent Soul , become gods and even the peerless strong men of higher realms, go all out, fly at lightning speed, and don't even think about flying outside for ten thousand years!
"Throughout the ages, all the powerful men who flew out of the ancient holy world to search for the fairy world died miserably in the black sea outside.
Those who were lucky enough to escape had to go through untold hardships, and their cultivation fell to the bottom, and nine out of ten lives were lost!
"Hmph, hum.
According to my calculation, the so-called 'Searching for the Immortal Realm' and the 'Xianxian Order' are basically conspiracies and tricks created by you people.
The top ten masters of the past have long since died together in the depths of the Evernight Ice Field, taking them with them."
All your forces are severely weakened and cannot withstand the challenges of the heroes of the world, so you have come up with such a delaying strategy.
"Even if they are not dead, they really get a huge spiritual spaceship and go out to 'search for the fairy world'.
They will either die miserably on the way, or they will return in disgrace after being tortured.
"Now, this ancestor is sitting on the advantage of the ancient ruins, controlling the inheritance of the 'Holy Fire Dynasty', with powerful men like clouds under his command, millions of soldiers, and the support of countless Taoist friends from 3,000 sects in the world.
Even if they really come back, what will happen to them?
Why should you contend with me?
Why should you kneel in front of me and bow your head to me?
"Zhao Changlie, those who know the current affairs are heroes.
It is better not to daydream, obediently surrender to me, ancestor, and hand over all the wealth and arsenal that Hun Tianjun has collected over the years!"
"Pooh!"
Zhao Changlie cursed loudly, "Old Demon Lieyang, you can jump up and down here and show off your power.
You can't jump around for a few days.
My brother and the nine masters will return from the fairy world at any time.
When the time comes, you will die no matter how I died today."
It must be ten times, a hundred times more miserable!”
"Okay, okay, okay!"
The Scarlet Flame Demon God narrowed his eyes, his three big faces were filled with a look of solemnity, and he gritted his teeth and said, "The Rising Sun Formation has just been completed, and there is indeed a lack of a Nascent Soul to sacrifice blood for this formation.
Since you have resisted all the way to the end, the ancestor has fulfilled his mission."
What's wrong with you!
I want to see it!
Look, I cut your body into pieces, bruised your bones and scattered ashes, and sealed your soul into the earthly fire.
You will endure the pain of the earthly fire and the magma for eternity.
How can those three saints, four evil spirits, and the master of the spiritual eagle make me suffer?
My death will be ten times, a hundred times worse than yours!”
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"Wow!"
The five psychic airships flew in different directions, and the five iron chains were suddenly stretched straight.
Zhao Changlie's flesh and blood bones suddenly heard bursts of "clicking, clicking" sounds, which made him extremely painful and roaring.
Absolutely.
Ancestor Lieyang wanted to use Zhao Changlie to establish his authority and was not in a hurry to kill this man.
He ordered the psychic flying boat to move as slowly as possible so that he could take more time to deal with this stubborn person.
Just then—— Among the bustling crowds in the valley, dozens of explosions like spring thunder suddenly erupted.
"Death to the old thief!"
"Heaven punishes the old thief!"
"Old thief Lieyang, your death has come!"
"Tai Xuan Dao, Zi Ji Sword Sect, Fenglei Valley...the six major sects swear to kill the old thief!"
"Swish, swish, swish!"
Hundreds of sword rays of light burst out at the same time, attacking the Chiyangmen Altar at the end of the valley.
"There's an assassin!"
"The masters of the six major sects dared to assassinate Patriarch Lieyang!"
The entire valley was in chaos for a while.
Countless cultivators pulled out their weapons, sacrificed their magic weapons, and stirred up psychic shields.
However, the surroundings were already crowded, and everyone's weapons and magic weapons inevitably "clinked" against each other.
The psychic shields interfered with each other, emitting large rays of light and ripples, turning into a mess of hot porridge.
The red flame demon in the sky is just the appearance stirred up by Patriarch Lieyang with the "Rising Sun Formation", not his true body.
The assassins from the six major sects would naturally not attack the Dharma Image, but they had already spotted the Lieyang Patriarch who was doing his best on the Dharma Altar.
"Green Willow Master" Fang Chengzhi was immersed in the supreme power of Ancestor Lieyang.
He was about to enjoy the wonderful scene of the legendary strongman "Hengtian King" Zhao Changlie being quartered by five horses.
Unexpectedly, he encountered something even more...
A wonderful public assassination.
He suddenly broke out in hot sweat, stood on tiptoes, stretched his neck, and looked desperately toward the front of the crowd.
It's a pity that their Qingyun Sword Sect's position is too far back.
As far as the eye can see, there are densely packed heads, and there are also haloes and spiritual flames surging from large spiritual shields, but there are layers of light on the heads.
The colorful fog made it impossible to see clearly what was happening at the front.
He wanted to fly into the air to take a look, but before he could jump up, his father grabbed him and pinned him to the ground.
Before Young Master Fang could react, hundreds of flames flew around him.
With lightning speed, they knocked down the monks who had just risen and wanted to fly into the air one by one, and hit the crowd heavily. , fell into confusion, bared his teeth, and was extremely embarrassed.
In the light of the sky, the majestic and arrogant Chiyang Sect monk appeared with his feet on red clouds, holding a flaming sword, and wearing red armor.
His cold eyes and indifferent expression, coupled with the extremely cruel methods just now, Everyone dared not act rashly.
Mr.
Fang repeatedly called him lucky.
He is not afraid of being slightly injured, but if he is beaten down in public like these unlucky guys, where will his reputation as "the leader of the four great masters of Fuliuzhou" go?
He was amazed in his heart.
On the one hand, he was intimidated by the power of the Chiyang Sect.
Even these ordinary disciples had such tyrannical power.
On the other hand, he was itching and couldn't bear it.
He didn't know if the assassin was fighting with the Lieyang Patriarch. point.
They stood on tiptoes again and again, stretched their necks again and again, but still couldn't see anything.
They could only feel a huge wave of flames passing over their heads, turning them all into little fishes living under the sea of fire.
Fortunately, the commotion caused by the assassins came and went quickly.
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Before Mr.
Fang could stretch his neck, the chaotic scene gradually subsided.
Over the altar at the front of the 100,000 monks, hundreds of crystal lights gradually rose up.
There was an assassin imprisoned in each of the clear fireballs.
All assassins were burned by flames, penetrated by electric arcs, and suffered torture that was worse than death.
Mr.
Fang was stunned and speechless for a long time.
He did not expect that Patriarch Lieyang's cultivation level could reach such a high level.
He calmly captured hundreds of assassins alive and imprisoned them in such a weird way.
The restrictions made them embarrassed in public.
This is dozens of times more difficult than killing hundreds of assassins directly.
The surrounding heroes were also in an uproar, and someone soon identified the assassin's identity.
"Tai Xuan Dao, Ziji Sword Sect, Fenglei Valley, Jinjia Sect, Beast Controlling School, Feiling Island... they are all disciples of the six major sects as expected!"
"And they are all outstanding masters among the younger generation.
It seems that under the constraints of the 'Zhuxian Order' in the past few years, they have been unable to retreat, and they are really depressed!"
"It's a pity that this time they encountered Ancestor Lieyang.
It's really 'a cricket shaking a big tree, ridiculous and overconfident'!"
"Has any fellow Taoist seen clearly how Patriarch Lieyang took action?
It was so fast just now.
I, I didn't even see anything.
These juniors were all captured alive!"
"Although they are all juniors, there are also many masters of the Golden Core level who cannot even get through three rounds under the hands of the ancestor.
The ancestor's cultivation is really unfathomable and unfathomable!"
Young Master Fang secretly sighed.
Now he finally got a clear look at the assassin.
He had seen many young masters from the six major sects, and they were still the ones that the children of the collateral sects looked up to.
Unexpectedly, today, his majesty was completely ruined and he was in a state of embarrassment.
So.
He was secretly happy for his father's wise decision.
That's right, Lieyang Ancestor has unparalleled magical powers, so what does Ziji Sword Sect mean?
Even the "sword madman" Yan Li is probably locked in the flame restriction by the ancestor, and he can neither survive nor die.
The end?
At this moment, Mr.
Fang suddenly heard a "didi" sound as thin as a mosquito not far from his head.
This sound is very strange.
Mr.
Fang has never heard of any weapons or magic weapons that can make similar sounds before.
Immediately afterwards, ripples appeared in the air, and something the size of a pearl emerged from the void.
I don't know if he was disturbed by the raging fire energy just now and had to show up; or maybe the time has come and there is no need to hide in the air anymore.
Young Master Fang was very curious.
He looked around and saw that no matter his father, monks from other sects, or many members of the Chiyang Sect, they were all focused on the hundreds of assassins in front of them, and no one noticed this insignificant bead.
There was something in his heart, he hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help his curiosity.
He quietly released a burst of spiritual energy and really sucked the little bead over.
This is a magic weapon that looks like a big eyeball.
But it has an exquisiteness that Mr.
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Fang has never seen before.
The layers of structure like crystal pupils, as well as the surrounding lines that are dozens of times thinner than hair, gave him a graceful, delicate and cold feeling that was completely different from the magic weapon of the ancient holy world.
Naturally, Mr.
Fang would never know that this was the difference between a handicraft workshop and a large industrial assembly line.
"Didi, didi, didi!"
There was a gentle sound of adjustment coming from the depths of the metal eyeballs, and dozens of circles of "pupils" were enlarging and shrinking one after another, constantly adjusting, as if the "eyesight" was drawn back from a long distance and fell on his face.
Mr.
Fang trembled in his heart, feeling that this magic weapon was evil for no reason.
However, this is the territory of Patriarch Lieyang.
With such a large red flame demon covering the sky, there seems to be nothing to fear.
Mr.
Fang swallowed his saliva, turned over and studied this strange magic weapon for a long time, and found that there were two lines of extremely small words engraved on the back of the "pupil".
These two lines of characters were not only a hundred times smaller than a grain of rice, but also had many strokes missing, and the writing was extremely weird.
Mr.
Fang had to guess for a long time before he could barely decipher their meaning: "Phoenix-19 ultra-long-distance multifunctional invisible lens."
"Produced by Yaoshi Group, exclusively for the garrison of the Ancient Saint Special Administrative Region of the Star Federation."
"Didi, didi!"
Just when Mr.
Fang and Jingyan were staring at each other, more identical Jingyans emerged from their invisible state one after another, floating carelessly above everyone's heads.
It was as if they had been suspended there a long time ago, quietly looking at the mighty and arrogant Lieyang Patriarch on the front altar.