Leisurely cultivating life

"Exactly."

The woman lifted her head slightly, her slender neck was extremely delicate, she took a look, and then said: "Fellow Daoist must be Fellow Daoist Fu Jifu."

"Yuxu Fuji, I met fellow Taoist."

Hearing the woman's words, Fu Ji smiled and saluted.

"I have long admired the name."

Jing Xue's beautiful eyes flashed, and there was an unimaginably powerful sword intent. Even though time and space were separated, Fu Ji could still feel a chill.

Sure enough, the reputation is well-deserved, Fu Jiji turned his head, but his face remained calm, and after a brief exchange of greetings, he said straight away: "Fellow Taoists must have known about the matter of the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea, and I have joined forces with several sects to break the situation , I don’t know if you are willing to help me?”

Jing Xue nodded, she was driven here by her master, isn't it for this reason.

"You want to be the leader?" Jing Xue went straight to the point.

"Yes." Fu Ji nodded, there is nothing to hide.

"In a few days, I will go to the Hunxu sect to discuss many matters with fellow daoists."

"Then I will wait for you." Jing Xue said.

"That `s a deal."

Fu Ji flexed his fingers a little, and scattered the light curtain. The scene in front of him was like broken glass fragments, eloquently, and in the end, it returned to silence.

……

Hunxu faction.

"This Fu Ji."

Jing Xue was meditating as she walked. When she contacted Fu Ji just now, the other party's self-confidence seemed to be inflated.

"Is there any hole card?"

Jing Xue thought about it for a while, but she had no idea, so she simply didn't want to think about it. When the time comes, it's enough to stay the same and respond to all changes. There is nothing that can't be solved with one sword. If it doesn't work, just two swords, three swords...

Having made a decision, Jing Xue gave an order, and the entire Hunxu Sect began to move, up and down, hanging lanterns and festoons, ready to welcome guests from afar.

……

At this time, the complete East China Sea Dragon Palace has not yet been built.

The blood-red rays of light permeated the surroundings, giving people a chilling aura.

Serene, sinister, and full of murderous intentions.

Yan Yuanjiang stood on the high platform, looking into the distance, frowning.

In his Dharma eyes, the Dragon Palace Zhouza has been wrapped in dense golden rings made of gold threads, and the rings are interlocked to form a large formation, which is impenetrable to wind and rain.

And above the nodes, there are many murderous intentions lurking.

The entire formation, like a living thing at this moment, is shrinking towards the center.

In every drop of sea water, there is a strong blood of gold and iron.

And at this time, there are bursts of clear light, auspiciousness, and green lotus blooming. On it, people in the heavens either hold magic swords, control magic weapons, or cast spells to attack the nodes of the formation.

At the same time, a group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals of the Dragon Clan also appeared from the node, resorting to means and refusing to give in to each other.

"Boom!!!"

The two forces collided, and the aftermath exploded, turning into a brilliance like fireworks.

"kill!"

"Kill the traitor!"

The people in the heavenly court shouted and killed each other, echoing each other, blossoming green energy, like a lotus flower, protecting the whole body.

The temperament is dusty, but between the shots, the air in the sea area is aroused, the thunder continues, and the offensive is fierce.

"Kill all the tengus!!"

Shrimp soldiers and crab generals are also not easy to mess with, so they sacrificed iron-blooded banners and waved them in the wind. On the banners, there are blood dragons with teeth and claws, like living creatures, speaking heavenly sounds.

Every time the blood dragon on the banner roared, everyone present could hear his heartbeat like a drum.

After hearing this, the shrimp soldiers and crab generals of the Dragon Clan became imposing and full of energy.

But the people in the heavenly court felt dizzy and very uncomfortable when they heard this.

The two sides fought into a group, and the battle was very fierce.

It wasn't until five hours later that they were exhausted and the battle stopped.

Yan Yuanjiang saw all of this, and his brows were already wrinkled into knots.

Not long after, there were footsteps outside, and the middle-aged man walked hurriedly with a dignified expression.

"Senior brother."

Yan Yuanjiang saw it and greeted him.

"Brother, the Dragon Clan's offensive is getting more and more urgent."

The middle-aged man looked a bit bitter, sighed, and said: "Now we can only barely resist and delay the dragon's offensive. It's just that the opponent has the upper hand, and we have already begun to suffer casualties."

"Ah."

Yan Yuanjiang nodded, but he didn't feel much sadness. Instead, he asked, "Have all their 'Sky Spirits' been collected?"

"Only [-]%, and the remaining [-]%. Their heavenly spirits are already in tatters and cannot be revived in Tianchi."

Tianchi is the treasure of the Heavenly Court. It appeared in the Heavenly Court not long after the current emperor ascended the throne. The "Tianling" refined from the water of the Tianchi was worn on the body. Tianchi revived.

This is why they are so besieged by the Dragon Clan, but on the Heavenly Court side, the military spirit is as stable as an old dog.

Even the spirit of the sky has a chance of being damaged, but this chance is not enough to destroy the people of heaven here in Dragon Palace.

"I don't know what's going on with Fellow Daoist Fu?"

The middle-aged man recently watched his own people get injured or died one by one. Even though he knew that Tianling was the last insurance, he was still very anxious.

Now their hope of breaking the situation is that Fu Ji can lead the reinforcements in the fastest time, and then they should cooperate internally and externally to open up the situation.