dejected fairy

Chapter 222 Landed in Pingyang, competing to win

"Hahaha--"

Amidst the wild laughter, the waves rose into the sky like a tornado!

The violent and huge waves kept hitting the shore, and the strong aura contained in the waves, led by a violent will, was as solid as a battering ram, hitting the island and shaking the entire big island!
Boom!

No matter what the common people on the island are, they are all terrified.

"Who? Dare to use magic to attack Qishan Island!?"

"What happened? No one has ever had such courage in the past, why is it so frequent recently? Is it true that the rumor that the leader is dead?"

"Where is the leader? Where are the elders of the Eight Sects? What are they doing?"

In the panic, the eyes of the crowd all looked towards the sea, and then they saw the violent waves that seemed to roll up!
In the center of the wave, there was a man with a beard sitting cross-legged. His long hair was flying, and his naked upper body was covered with large tattoos, outlining a lifelike black dragon.

As the sea water splashed in all directions, his tattoo seemed to come alive, and it actually swam on his body like a real dragon!
The long dragon absorbs water, rises in the clouds and mist, and when it disperses, it becomes a torrential rain!

In just a few breaths of time, half of Qishan Island was almost covered by heavy rain, and every drop of rain contained a little spiritual energy, which could suppress the aura of monks.

Supernatural powers, real dragons spread all over the world!
The bearded Ancestor Hei Qiu strode across the sky, smiling boldly and recklessly, he looked at the elders of the Eight Sects who had fallen on the edge of the cliff, and said with a smirk: "Old Chixue is dead, old Fan Xia is missing, and you Waiting for the remnants of the Eight Sects to be nothing more than chickens and dogs, they dare to steal the big island and claim to be the overlord of the Northern Territory! It is really not worthy of the name! Let the island be surrendered quickly, so that the children and grandchildren of this seat can have a stop station."

While talking, he stopped at the edge of the island, glanced at the Jingtie Wuzhi Mountain in the distance, did not set foot on the island, but stopped at a place one step away from the main island, and squinted his eyes.

He felt the aura of the island guard formation.

"Don't give up? If you wait for me, let go of the big formation now, let me go in, and then kneel down and surrender! Do you really think that you can stop me with a death formation?"

Ancestor Heiqiu sneered coldly: "If the red-blooded old ghost came to control the formation of protecting the island, I would have to be a bit more scrupulous, but what are you waiting for? It's just a useless person, there is no real god of refining in the sect , I dare to resist in the face of this deity, I don’t know how to live or die! I will not bully the small with the big, I will give you a chance to withdraw from the big formation and become a slave! The eight sects will be the subordinate sects of my Black Dragon Pool in the future. Driven by the heirs of the seat, this seat will protect you!"

"No reason!"

In the torrential rain, the angry voice of Yanhe Boy came out, accompanied by thousands of talismans containing the power of destruction!
However, when the waves rolled over, the talismans fell one after another.

Yanhe Boy let out a muffled grunt, and fell on the edge of the coastal cliff, his whole body was wet by the heavy rain.

Beside him, Li Xuanji, Monk Xuan and others had already fallen to the ground, all in a panic.

The violent waves and chaotic torrential rain, like his tentacles, shook this huge island. The terrifying and violent oppressive force made the chests of Monk Xuan and the others tremble, and a fishy-sweet taste came out of their mouths.

They were all seriously injured a few days ago, and now they have not recovered, and their means are a little weaker. In addition, the new leader of the alliance has died, and the backing is not yet determined. It is the weakest time. Someone has been shaken.

But even so, their situation is still difficult.

"Xu Yanzi...Uncle, if you don't come, I won't be able to bear it!"

Opening his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood, Yanhe Boy barely supported himself and sat up. Suddenly, drops of black water gushed out from the pores all over his body, flowing down from his body, and gathered on the ground to form a thin black snake, winding and climbing. To rush towards this pillar of the White Crane Sect!

But at the next moment, a bright talisman fell down, like a blade, slashed at the thin snake's seven inches, splitting it in two!
The thin snake was disconnected from it and gradually disappeared.

With a long sigh of relief, the Yanhe boy said: "The patriarch Heiqiu is a true master of refining the gods, and he cannot be resisted by the transformation of the gods. , Spell attack, it will infect the Dao heart and shake the thoughts! Once or twice is enough, let’s say it a few times, let alone me, even if we are not crazy, we will gradually be affected by his Dao heart, maybe in the end I really want to regard him as my master and be willing to be a slave!"

"That's right!" Mingxia Valley Master also said: "What's more terrible is that now, the key to the township that controls the island's barrier has been taken away by Mr. Xu Yanzi. We can only force it..."

"Even if the Zhenyun key is here, can the Zhenjun be stopped?" The pale Li Xuanji shook his head, mocking himself.

"Once the leader is gone, the Eight Sects are indeed not as good as before." Si Jie sighed, his tone was low, he didn't even have the qualifications to make a move, he just approached and was severely injured.

Whoosh!
At this time, a talisman came through the air and landed in his hand, causing the elder of the Scarlet Blood Sect to change his face: "There have been rebels on the island! Obviously, they were influenced by the words and spells of the ancestor Heiqiu." !"

"The longer it takes, the greater the variables!" Mingxia Valley Master looked worried, looked at the sky full of rain, and suggested: "Why don't we separate out a few people and go find the uncle!"

"No!" Monk Xuan shook his head, "Let's not say that the uncle just promised to help, not really want to win us over, or take a step back and say, if you really want to rely on the uncle, how can you let him solve the crisis? It seems that we are incompetent, and there is some utilitarianism..."

"That said, but..."

Boom!

Before the Master of Mingxia Valley finished speaking, there was a sudden strangeness in the sky, the sound of thunder shook the souls of several people, they vomited blood one after another, and then looked at each other in amazement.

"Another coming?"

Sure enough, streaks of thunder appeared from the depths of the sky, and a middle-aged man wearing a purple cloak and a crown facing the sky appeared. He looked down at Heiqiu, and sneered, "What a horned dragon, actually taking advantage of others! Based on my relationship with Brother Chixue, I will not let it go."

As he spoke, he suddenly lowered his head and said to the people on the cliff: "You should know about me, right?"

"Sanren who make prints!"

Li Xuanji and others struggled to stand up and salute.

"No need to be too polite." The seal maker waved his hand, "You are seriously injured, but you were injured by the god of refinement. If you don't deal with it, you will be troubled for a long time. Xiong loves you and let go of the big formation. I will help you calm down first. Keep the distracting thoughts in your body, save hidden dangers, and help you drive away the black qiu!"

When Li Xuanji and the others heard this, their hearts skipped a beat, they looked at each other, and no one moved.

"Why?" The face of Sanren Zaoyin immediately darkened, "You can't even trust me?"

"Of course I can't believe it!" Patriarch Heiqiu laughed, "What you said sounds so good, why didn't you fall in love with the property of the Eight Sects of Qishan and want to take over this foundation!"

"Don't think I'm as despicable as you!" The tone of Sanren Zaoyin became colder, "I just want to help the deceased to take care of his younger disciples! What time is it now? She is airy, but there is no refining god sitting in the town, just like a child carrying gold and walking in the busy market, if no one protects, the disaster of destroying the family is not far away!"

"Hypocrite! What a hypocrite!"

Boom!

The thunder flashes, and the waves rage!
The two rare god-refining and true kings confronted each other outside the island!

But seeing their family's foundation being scrambled for like an item, the elders of the eight sects felt aggrieved and humiliated, but there was nothing they could do.

In the end, Yanhe boy couldn't help whispering: "These true kings are too deceitful, and they treat my Qishan as their own! But they don't know that Qishan has a real owner since it has a great family background! They still want to fight for it! , I really don't know how to live or die..."

"Oh? What you said is interesting."

Suddenly, a soft voice came from behind several people, startling them!
They were all stiff, and turned their heads to look where the sound came from. What caught their eyes was a slender woman in a pink shirt, with a red flower tattooed on her white forehead without makeup.

"Fairy Nianhua!?"

Several people were startled, and Si Jie couldn't help but said: "How did you get in? Even if the True Lord of Refining God can break the formation of protecting the island, it shouldn't be so silent, and..."

"I hate it..." The woman groaned coquettishly, as if coquettish, but the voice fell into the ears of several people, causing their golden cores to scatter, their aura to shatter, and the strength, vitality and blood of their whole bodies to decline, "Why are there so many questions? It's the servant who is asking!"

Fairy Nianhua came slowly with bare feet, and asked, "Who is the Allah of Qishan you just mentioned? Look at you, although you are in a desperate situation, you are not desperate, obviously you have something to rely on. Who is he relying on? Is it the lord of the flag mountain? The slave family is getting more and more curious..."

Her soft and charming voice touched people's hearts. Even though Li Xuanji and the others were vigilant and tried their best to hold back their Dao Hearts to resist, they still felt their will gradually soften and they had the urge to tell the whole story.

Fairy Nianhua squinted her eyes and smiled, her eyes slit like crescent moons: "Oh, why are you still patient? Tell me..."

But at this moment, a voice sounded behind her without warning——

"The person they are waiting for should be me."

Now, it was Nianhua Fairy's turn to be startled, she hurriedly turned her head, and saw a young man dressed as a Taoist priest, his gray Taoist robe was fluttering in the wind and rain, but he was not wet.

Who is he?
They all came behind me, and I didn't even notice it!

Fairy Nianhua was vigilant in her heart, flicked her hands lightly, and the invisible air dispersed, but she smiled and said: "Young master is really handsome, but he looks unfamiliar, I don't know how to call him? Also, you came here suddenly, you are far away from the servant's house. It's so close, it's really scary..."

"Didn't you know?"

The person who spoke was naturally Chen Yuan. He was interrupted because he was prying into the secrets of this world, and he felt very unhappy. He had no intention of chatting with this woman. He stepped out and reached the woman. He stretched out his hand and scratched at the white and slender neck. over!
"Come to other people's territory to be presumptuous, and call me scary? What's the matter, you want to sail freely?"

Silver bell-like laughter sounded, Nianhua Fairy waved her hands, and invisible energy appeared, turning into colorful smoke, rippling out layers of light and shadow, trying to confuse people's eyes and thoughts, but her body was like a feather, and she flicked it lightly. Swing, fly backwards.

"Young master misunderstood the slave family, or later..."

hum!
The figure flashed, and the figure shifted.

Chen Yuan suddenly appeared in front of him, stretched out his hand, the clouds and mist flowed, five colors flashed, tearing apart the layers of aura, and pinched the white neck!

(End of this chapter)