Taishang Immortal Brigade

Chapter 424 hit the real fire
The lightning immediately erupted with dazzling light, drowning the lightning itself and the real ring of fire. The endless lightning sprayed out, covering the sight of both parties in a daze. The stinging electric light and scorching flames flew in all directions. Back off, past the aftermath.

After the weather calmed down, Xia He and the old man attacked again. Xia He pierced with the real cremation growth spear, while the gray-haired old man repeatedly slapped the brass incense burner in his hand. In the gauze battle, the musket flew over and collided with the fog barrier, and there was a soft bang immediately, and the musket suddenly boiled with three or four feet of flame, dyeing the fog barrier in front of it orange red, like a large cloud of burning clouds.

The gray-haired old man pointed at the crane incense burner, and the white gauze fluttered, and gradually spread into a thin, almost transparent spun yarn.The spun yarn flipped over abruptly, folded into a long and narrow strip, and then quickly rushed to the top of the musket, and slashed at the blazing flames.

Xia He immediately cast the spell, and the broken musket wriggled and turned into two balls of fire, circling and flying around each other, hitting the long and narrow white yarn across the sky. Twisted and swayed, the white gauze trembled slightly and slashed downwards, the hot air immediately split into two halves, and the two fireballs were so shocked by the power of this slash that they couldn't separate and fly aside.

Seeing this, Xia He couldn't help admiring the magic of the power of good fortune, but he didn't stop shooting. The two fireballs shrunk and shrunk until they finally stopped when the bull's eyes were big. Unstable, this is the reason why Xiahe's fire skills are not good enough. If he can condense real fire into a round bead like a layman who drinks fire, that will be the pinnacle of perfection.

The power of the two fire beads condensed, and the surrounding hot air was emptied, and the white gauze trembled one after another but did not fall, as if hesitating.

Xia He pinched his fingers with both hands, and two fire beads flew out, shooting at both sides of the white gauze. Xia He avoided the sharp edge on purpose, and saw the gauze flicker, deflected direction, and slashed at a fire bead. As soon as it came out, the fire bead broke into countless balls of flames, but another fire bead had already flown to the back, hit the white veil hard and made a clanging sound, the white veil blurred for a while, then stabilized, but the fire The beads had already erupted, and the real fire spread out like the tide on the beach, instantly flooding every corner of the white gauze.

The power of the real fusion fire is domineering. Once it is stuck, it cannot be shaken off. The white veil is flying all over the sky, but it is tightly attached to the real fusion fire. The fire burned faster and faster.

The gray-haired old man saw that he was not a match for the young monk in front of him when he used the power of fortune. He knew that Xiahe's fire kungfu had already achieved a lot. The strength is likely to be no match for him.

Thinking of this, the gray-haired old man struck again, the brass censer in his hand vibrated violently, the feathers on the crane's body became deeper and deeper, and the hair that was originally embossed seemed to become real. Shaking lightly, suddenly the crane's eyes shone brightly, and suddenly stretched out two brass-colored wings from behind. After the wings flickered a few times, the crane raised its head high and let out a cry.

The original brass censer came alive, and the yellow crane seemed to have gained life. Surrounded by clouds and mist, it swooped fiercely towards Xiahe.

Seeing this, Xia He hurriedly flew another fire bead forward to attack. Unexpectedly, this brass crane was quite powerful, pecking it with its long and pointed beak, it immediately shattered the fire bead, and its flying wings were unstoppable. Stop, already flew in front of Xia He in the blink of an eye, Xia He's demon body was instantly raised to the extreme, and he slapped it out, hitting the lower abdomen of the brass crane. It was neither cold nor hot, but seemed to be pierced by countless thin needles, even if Xia He had a demon body, he couldn't bear it.

The brass crane chirped twice cheerfully, and jumped down towards Xia He's head. Its sharp long beak was aimed at Xia He's Tianling Gai like two long swords. The light, the divine light was attached to the arm, and Xia He quickly stretched out his hands, each holding the long beak and feet of the brass crane.

When Xia He reached out his hand, the power was different from before. The brass crane was caught without any resistance. The feathers on its body were bulging, and its two wings kept flapping, but it couldn't escape Xia He's palm. The gray-haired old man was anxious and looked at The brass crane shouted loudly, "Get up."

The cloud and mist surrounding the brass crane condensed into countless white knives and swords, and launched an attack on Xia He's arms.

The rainstorm-like assault could only hear the continuous crackling sound, and the brass crane kept flapping its wings, but Xia He's arms kept flickering with five colors of light, and he just didn't move at all. white mist.

Xia He has five-element divine light in both arms, even though the brass crane is driven by the force of nature and is not an opponent, seeing the crane has already fallen into his palm, Xia He wants to end it easily, feeling the constantly struggling power in his arms, Xia He doubled A split of the arm was about to split the brass crane in two. The gray-haired old man in the distance sensed the danger of the crane and screamed anxiously, but he was helpless.

Suddenly Xia He stopped, he thought of the murderous intention of the layman drinking fire towards him, and suddenly felt a little dull. Righteousness comes first, so why should Xiahe work for him and kill monk Lidao, the god.

With a grievance in his heart, Xia He naturally lost his murderous intentions, and as soon as he loosened his hands, the brass crane flew into the sky. The gray-haired old man didn't care to continue attacking, so he hurriedly called the brass crane back to his hand to check carefully to see if it was seriously injured. Xia He didn't take the opportunity to make a move, but just looked at the opponent with a playful face.

The gray-haired old man checked again and again, and found that the source of the brass crane's magic weapon was not injured. He finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then reacted. He looked at Xia He defensively, and found that Xia He had no intention of attacking. What is this powerful enemy planning?
After hesitating for a long time, the gray-haired old man finally couldn't help but make a move. This time, the brass crane didn't attack Xia He directly, but flapped its wings and danced around Xia He, surrounded by clouds and mist, which seemed full of immortality.

With a whistling sound, Xia He raised his hand to block an arrow formed by Bai Qi, and the arrow was smashed into pieces. Xia He shook hands immediately, holding Bai Qi into a projectile, and then bent his index finger to eject the projectile. It hit the brass crane with a bang, and the brass crane was immediately sent flying backwards.

Xia He immediately stopped after making a move, allowing the gray-haired old man to gather his strength and fly the brass crane away, but he remained motionless, with his arms folded around his chest, his eyes slightly closed and rested.

The gray-haired old man saw that something was wrong, Xia He fought back with him as soon as he hit him, and never exerted any more strength. Sometimes he was too late to resist and showed his weakness, Xia He didn't continue to attack, but just watched him regroup coldly.

The gray-haired old man suddenly realized, "This person is passive and idle." Then he became confused again, Xia He was obviously stronger than him, and had the opportunity to kill him several times, but turned a blind eye. Such actions are really puzzling.

Although the gray-haired old man couldn't figure it out, he knew how to measure when facing a strong enemy. Since the opponent only wanted to show off and didn't want to kill him, the gray-haired old man was happy to accompany him, and he didn't have to die anyway.

The gray-haired old man figured this out, and immediately formed a tacit understanding with Xia He. The whole body of the brass crane was shining brightly, and the white clouds and mist were thick like catkins floating. Huge and fierce, but Xia He, who is his most opponent, smiled strangely, because he could feel that the gray-haired old man's attack power had been greatly weakened.

The two sides reached an agreement to deliberately create a fierce collision and impact, sparks splashed and white mist lingered, and the people fighting everywhere beat them into a turbulent fight, flying around in a turbulent flow of energy, lest they would be affected, they hurriedly retreated to the distance, but no one Knowing that the old man fought with Xia He for a long time, but there was no scar left on his body.

With a loud bang, the fire-drinking layman and the Taoist Shuangli shot back at the same time, and the fight was evenly divided. The layman drinking fire had the fusion of real fire, and the Taoist double carp had created double carps. The strength of each other was comparable , even if his strength is exhausted, there is nothing he can do to the other party. There is no second person who dares to stay within a hundred miles around the two of them. Shark Diao Haike is already standing far away. Desperately chasing after him, after seeing the great battle in front of him, Shark Diao Haike didn't have the confidence to face such a powerful enemy as the Fire Drinking Lay alone.

This time the two sides separated, and the layman drinking fire and Taoist Shuangli stood in the air. They are both top monks in the mid-stage of transforming gods. After a huge confrontation broke out, there was always time to breathe, and the two of them had a tacit understanding and stopped to recover their mana at the same time.

After a while, the fire-drinking layman took a long breath, raised his hands, and the balls fused with real fire condensed and swirled along with them. This is the usual combat rhythm. After a short rest, the next round of fierce fighting will begin.

This time, Taoist Shuangli did not fight back. He looked at the layman drinking fire with his hands down, and said slowly, "The island of night is well-deserved. The fire cultivators on the island are good at fighting. Even you, the island owner, are extremely powerful. It's time for a tough opponent like you."

Jushi Yinhuo said with deep eyes, "You are no exception. The power of good fortune lives up to your reputation. The master of this island is invincible under the fusion of real fire. Only your power of good fortune can match me. If you want to decide the winner , At least a few hundred rounds will be fought, but even so, this island owner will continue to fight, and I will not give up until I take the God Carp Island."

Taoist Shuangli nodded, "Yes, your Evernight Island is comparable to my god Li Island in strength, and it's not a matter of time and a half to decide the winner in the weak. Even if one side wins in the end, it will be a miserable victory, so I don't want to Shen Lidao was beaten badly, so it was worth using the last move."

(End of this chapter)