I was an immortal emperor in the Sui and Tang Dynasties

Chapter 522 I really can't do it this time
Feng Jiu looked at Taoist Jingyang on one side, and saw the Taoist's face was calm, the ancient well was calm, standing there quietly, never paying attention to the surrounding situation, she was amazed in her heart, looking at this very ordinary-looking Taoist, Feng Jiu Jiu always felt that things were a little weird.

Canglong Shengzi looked uncertain, glanced at everyone, and said: "Compared with Taoist Motian, I think that the inheritance of Taoist Xuanhuang may fall on you. No matter what, I want you to swear that you are not allowed to practice Xuanhuang Haohua. achievement."

The faces of the people also showed complex expressions when they heard this. It is not that no one agrees with the words of the Holy Son of the Canglong. Taoist Motian has a good background, his supernatural powers are very strange, and he is the head of several families. , on the contrary, it is a few arrogances at the scene, who may be very interested in the inheritance of Xuanhuang Taoist.

After all, the attraction of the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda is there. If one can obtain the Xuanhuang Creation Kungfu, relying on the power of the sect behind them to kill the monks of the Dragon Clan, it may not be impossible to extract the Xuanhuang Mother Qi.

"What a joke, Son of the Canglong, this is the prehistoric world, not the Canglong Realm. Not to mention that we haven't obtained the Xuanhuang Good Fortune Kungfu, even if we have obtained it, we can practice it if we want to. How can you wait for me?" Qilin Saint Son sneered.

The Qilin, Dragon, and Phoenix clans themselves still have feuds. Although they were all hurt and the real culprit behind it was found, it is a fact that they fought each other and caused countless casualties. This kind of hatred will not change.

"That's right. Son of the Canglong, do you think this is still the time when all beasts turn to the sky? The times have changed, and the human race is the protagonist in the world." Ji Daozi shook his head, but his eyes were looking around, as if he was looking for the truth. Who has obtained the inheritance of the Xuanhuang Taoist.

The Holy Son of Canglong was about to speak, when he suddenly glanced into the distance, with a trace of curiosity on his face, all the immortals also looked over, and saw a bright light in the distant sky, like a shooting star, flying in the sky After sweeping over, there was a faint scream.

"Sure enough, Taoist Motian still has the power to strike." Prince Qilin said happily: "After all, the person who defeated Taoist Xuanhuang, even if he died, still has a backhand. At this time, whoever steps forward, wants to get The good thing is courting death."

After Jiang Zixu heard this, there was a trace of rejoicing on his face. He caught up just now, and now imagine that he was lucky to leave late. Otherwise, Taoist Motian's counterattack before his death would be very terrifying, and he might not be able to resist it. .

"It's just that I don't know who is unlucky." Feng Jiu was very curious.

It's just that she said so, but no one stepped forward to check what happened. She just stood there quietly, swept by her spiritual consciousness, silently paying attention to the changes in the distance.

Hundreds of miles away, Yang Guang's face was calm, and his mana was surging, high or low, as if he couldn't control it. He walked slowly, and hundreds of monks were watching hundreds of feet behind him, but no one dared to go up. Do it first.

Liu Jieyou's phoenix eyes were red, her delicate body trembled, her jade hands trembled, there was a trace of hatred on her face, as well as a trace of nervousness and fear.Beside her, there is already one less pain, joy and sorrow. Just now, Mr. Le saw Yang Guang walking slowly in front of him, and he shot without hesitation. Unfortunately, not only did he not kill him, but he was killed by him instead.

"Are you trying to kill me? It's ridiculous that I, Motian Daoist, roamed the Three Realms, and I don't know how many demons I have killed. I didn't expect that later, I would fall into the hands of you young people?" A sharp sword, holding a pitch-black ring in one hand, which was "gifted" to Yang Guang by Mr. Le before his death.

"Damn it." Mr. Ku heard the corners of his mouth twitch, roared angrily, and charged at Yang Guang with a flying sword in his hand, followed by Mr. Ai and Mr. Sorrow. Flying swords surrounded Yang Guang and fought, unable to leave Yang Guang's vital points.

The Zhantian Sword in Yang Guang's hand was shining brightly. While coughing, he blocked the enemy's attack. He saw a ray of blood blooming from the corner of his mouth.

It's just that Liu Jieyou and the others were always unable to take down Yang Guang, and instead were killed by Yang Guang from time to time.Every time he saw that he could defeat the opponent, Yang Guang would spit out a mouthful of blood, and then his momentum would surge, knocking back the four of them.

"Ah!" There was a scream, and a horse was seen flashing in the sky and disappeared. Mr. Ai's head was cut off, and Yang Guang's Taoist robe was worn out. Three sword qi cuts on the opponent's back, blood Dripping, but it didn't hurt the vitals.

Yang Guang exchanged three minor injuries for another golden fairy head.He gently pushed out his right hand, and the strong wind blew away Mr. Ai's body and soul, revealing a pitch-black ring and several magic weapons. Under the surprised eyes of the immortals, those rings and magic weapons fell into Yang Guang's body. In the right hand, what disappeared disappeared without a trace.

"Give me back my brother's life." Mr. Ku jumped into a rage when he saw this. The guy in front of him is really abominable. After killing someone, he plundered everything from the other party, and even destroyed the other party's body and traces.

"Why bother to fight with me, who is dying?" Yang Guang looked indifferent, he blocked Mr. Ku and Liu Jieyou with a sword, and a bright moon appeared behind him, under the bright moon, the sea was surging.

"The moon rises from the sea."

Mr. Chou seemed to have a premonition, his face turned pale, and he cried out in surprise.

Sure enough, the next second saw the bright moon falling from the sky, and Mr. Chaochou killed him.The moonlight is cold and radiant like a sword, piercing through people's hearts. Before the bright moon set, Mr. Chou's body was frozen and then turned into powder. Even the soul did not fly out. In the void, there were only a few flashes of spiritual light, but some The first-class refining materials are innate, so they have been preserved.

Yang Guang put away these materials, coughed a few more times, spurted out a few mouthfuls of blood, his face became paler, and his figure was crumbling, as if he was really dying.

"I'm really dying." Yang Guang said in a low voice.

The corners of the mouths of the surrounding immortals twitched. Every time they said these words, they seemed to be able to take away a person's life.

"Taoist Motian, today is your day of death." Mr. Ku was excited when he heard that.

However, at this time, there was a whistling sound in the void, and a divine chain of order stretched out from the void, black and white, exuding a mysterious aura. Before Mr. Ku could react, he felt that his body was wrapped in strands of sword energy. The flesh and blood fell to the ground in an instant, and the whole body was stained red with blood, as if walking out of the sea of ​​blood from the mountain of corpses. Even Yuanshen was strangled to death by the sword energy at this moment, and he couldn't help but let out a scream.

(End of this chapter)