Happy Days: Since the Beginning of the Night

Chapter 164
Deng Tai'a flew around the mountains, and finally left a plum blossom in spring that looked somewhat similar to peach blossoms in his hand.

He came to Xu Ye who was floating on the clouds.

"Brother Tai, the image management is good!" Xu Ye praised with a smile.

"Hey... It's not that my apprentice always said that I don't have any fairy air, and he touted me the title of Peach Blossom Sword God. It's difficult!"

Deng Tai'a looked at the plum blossom in his hand, and suddenly remembered that his apprentice was still waiting for him on a donkey a hundred miles away.

The Earth Lung Mountains under their feet trembled again.

"Xu Ye, what is being suppressed underground is not simple!" Deng Tai'a looked through the formation around the mountains and saw the black air permeating the earth and rocks.

"That's the evil spirit and catastrophe that all ascetics fear. It can only be produced in large-scale wars or dynasty changes. It's not a good thing."

"What do you want to do here?" Deng Tai'a asked with a frown.

Xu Ye tapped Deng Tai'a's eyebrows with one hand, and the latter's golden eyes suddenly appeared, piercing through the thick black mist.

I saw that under the bare mountain was suppressing a huge black dragon with a length of hundreds of miles.

The scales all over the dragon's body undulated, as if breathing, absorbing something.

Deng Tai'a looked into the distance and saw torrents of luck coming from the north and pouring into the mountains.

Going further north, he saw that these majestic lucks were continuously drawn from the people on the border of Beiliang.

Poverty, misery, and illness wrapped up their lives.

He saw a child on a sick bed in an earthen hut, the last trace of luck was pulled out of his body, and he passed away with tears in his eyes.

And her mother went blind from howling.

"The more fragile a life is, the easier it is to be absorbed." Xu Ye murmured.

"Longhu Mountain, the ancestral home of Taoism, actually did such a crazy thing behind the scenes!"

"No wonder there are so many catastrophe, relying on the suppression of the Dragon Qi of Liyang Zhao Dynasty, how many evil things have been done!" Deng Tai'a clenched the plum blossom in his hand and said angrily.

The head of the black dragon rushed towards the Liyang imperial city, and all the luck of the North Liang was spewed into the dynasty by it, and then swallowed by a giant dragon soaring above Liyang.

Zhao Xuansu in Xu Ye's hand closed his eyes tightly, pretending to be dead.

There were bursts of deep dragon chant in the mountains.

Xu Ye threw Zhao Xuansu into the mountains.

As soon as his body entered the formation, a black dragon-shaped mist sprang out from the rocky soil, enveloping Zhao Xuansu.

"Little baby! This will kill you! Get me out quickly!"

Zhao Xuansu opened his eyes in horror, only to feel that the power in his body was crazily losing.

His immature face instantly showed an old look.

The formation above the mountains suddenly radiated light, and a lightning chain protruded from the void, wrapped Zhao Xuansu, and threw it out of the formation.

"I don't know how I, Longhushan, offended the two of you, wanting to kill them all like this?"

An old but bell-like voice resounded through the mountains and forests.

Zhao Xuansu's thrown body was caught by an old man in Taoist robes.

"Oh? Twelve killing swords, the peach blossom sword god Deng Tai'a? We have no grievances, right?" After checking Zhao Xuansu's body, the old man narrowed his eyes and looked at the two in the sky.

"If the little brother next to me has any grudges against you, then I naturally have grudges too." Deng Tai'e replied indifferently.

"Your Excellency again?"

Xu Ye ignored the question of the old man in Taoist robes, but with one move with one hand, the twelve flying swords swam around Zhao Xuansu's meridians, then broke out of his body and flew back to his hand.

"You!!!" Zhao Xuansu glanced at Xu Ye resentfully.

The veins all over his body burst, and wisps of Longhushan and Zhao's luck floated out of his body.

The old man in Taoist robe frowned and threw Zhao Xuansu, who was dying, to the ground.

There were bursts of dragon chant in the mountains.

"Brother Tai, you'd better stay out of the way, this old thing is a land god, and his skills are unique, specializing in spirits."

"You haven't broken through to the sky yet, why don't you help Jian Jiuhuang in front of Zhengshan Mountain first." Xu Ye stopped Deng Tai'a behind him and said.

Deng Tai'a looked at the old man in front of him with some horror.

He was going to Beimang to fight swords with Tuoba Bodhisattva in order to improve his martial arts cultivation.

But on the way, he could always feel the random opening of the Tianmen. What he cultivated in this life was originally to stop letting the immortals control the world at will.

But when he arrived at Xu Ye's place, he found that the situation seemed more complicated.

"Oh? I even figured out the characteristics of my Zhao Huangchao's exercises. I'm really curious about your identity."

With a flick of the fly whisk in Zhao Huangchao's hand, the formation of the Difei Mountain Range instantly expanded to cover the two of them.

"No one can go." He said calmly.

"Oh, what kind of child formation." Xu Ye laughed, pushed Tai'a Deng behind him, and at the same time gave him his twelve flying swords, and a space crack suddenly swallowed it.

When Zhao Huangchao saw the scene, his expression became serious.

Lao Huang, who was fighting with Zhao Xiyi, the four great celestial masters of Longhu Mountain, was struggling at this time, because another celestial master also joined the battle.

That is Zhao Danxia, ​​the head teacher of Longhu Mountain who has not been able to retreat all the year round.

Lao Huang was knocked back [-] meters by one move, and suddenly a hand held his back.

"You are?" The simple old Huang looked at the flirtatious man with the fragrance of flowers in front of him suspiciously.

"Deng Tai'a, I don't seem to be able to intervene in the battle in the back mountain, so I'd better come here to help you." Deng Tai'a's twelve small flying swords floated.

"Hey, Peach Blossom Sword God, I have admired him for a long time, Lao Huang, I am still old, and I still want to challenge the second king Xianzhi in the world."

"Now even the celestial masters in Longhu Mountain can't beat me. You are still right. When Wang Xianzhi beat me, I'm afraid it was useless."

Lao Huang and Deng Tai'a looked at each other and laughed.

Eighteen flying swords came out together, and they fought fiercely with the two great celestial masters of Longhu Mountain.

Zhao Ningshen, a disciple of the younger generation of Longhu Mountain, looked at the Difei Mountain Range with a flash of lightning in his eyes. He broke away from the group and walked over there.

"Your bone age is clearly only 20 years old."

"And the luck of the world in the rivers and lakes has long been divided up."

"I really doubt how you entered the Land of Immortals!"

Zhao Huangchao opened his hands, and a phantom with the same appearance shot out from his body, and submerged into Xu Ye's body in an instant.

Xu Ye raised his eyebrows and didn't take it seriously.

"Isn't this courting death?"

His sword fingers danced in the air, and runes flew towards the Zhenlong formation.

As soon as Zhao Huangchao's spirit entered Xu Ye's body, he was completely bewildered.

He only saw that he was in a black sea with no sky at this moment, purple thunder rumbled in the sky, and the endless biting cold wind made his soul tremble.

"Where is this? How could someone's sea of ​​consciousness be like this!"

He hurriedly took out a book from his chest, threw it casually, and the pages swayed.

One of the pages of the Heavenly Dragon Picture suddenly burst into light, and a giant dragon glowing with golden light appeared above the sea of ​​darkness.

Zhao Huangchao was about to command the giant dragon to explore this strange world of the sea of ​​consciousness.

An extremely cold feeling filled his whole body.

Relying on his perception of life and death, Zhao Huangchao quickly whirled into the air.

In the gloomy gray ocean, a huge mouth like an abyss broke through the surface of the sea.

The sharp teeth penetrated the body of the dragon, and dragged it into the deep sea with its whining sound.

(End of this chapter)