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"The world is fair, and those who take characters will always be taken back."

Word by word came out of Li Zeng's mouth, and then the middle-aged monk, whose whole body was empowered by the law of endless rain, raised his hand and gently shook the bitter soul in front of him, countless handles condensed in the surrounding void Out of the rain sword, the blade turned its direction at the same time, pointing at the bitterness in front of it.

"You feel surprised?"

The faint voice continued to come out of Li Zeng's mouth, and then his body shook violently, the sword of rain that originally pierced his body shattered at the same time, and turned into pure law of rain, flowing into the area outside Li Zeng's body. In the phantom of the armor, at the same time, this real rain armor gradually began to solidify.

In the next breath, a purer breath than that in the bitter body poured out of Li Zeng's body, and at the same time the latter's voice continued to sound:

"Don't be surprised, because I've been waiting for this moment for too long, you took Juan'er's eyes and placed them between your eyebrows.

"But what you don't know is that what you see in this eye that doesn't belong to you can also be seen by its original owner.

"That's why Juan'er told me before she died, she said that with the help of the secret art of the holy court, you slipped across the sea and stepped on the bridge between heaven and earth by chance, and the way you relied was this true rain god armor .”

Speaking of this, the anger on Li Zeng's face reached its peak, and he opened his mouth to let out a roar:

"But what you don't know is that the original owner of this divine armor is Rain Master, one of the Eight Immortals of Immortal Court Da Luo, and my ancestor!"

Chapter 1781 The situation is reversed

"This, this should be the so-called flooding of the Dragon King Temple?"

On the back of the Camel Mountain Beast, in the tents of the officials of Daxia, the murmured words came from the mouth of Sima Annan with a strange face, not just Sima Annan, but everyone in the entire camp had the same expression on their faces. There is a strange color.

Fate is so dramatic!

The once bitter, eye-catching, entering the Holy Court, with the help of the secret method of the Holy Court and the natal armor of the Immortal God Luo, took a chance to step on the bridge of heaven and earth. It can be said that it is another way. Unattainable heights.

If this trip goes well, he will truly be promoted to the core stratum of the Heavenly Strategy Palace in the Holy Court by virtue of the merit of escorting a quarter of the formation.

But the reason why fate is called fate is because one day, it will come down with wind and rain, and there is no way to avoid it!

"Your Majesty, it turns out that Li Zeng's reliance really lies in the power of his blood."

After Sima Annan's voice fell from the tent, Li Chunfeng, who arrived from the crescent treasure ship behind him, stroked the white beard on his chest, and said in an old voice:

"Your Majesty, the Sitian Supervisor and the Military Aircraft Office in the rear have urgently retrieved all the news about the Eight Immortals of Da Luo in the ancient fairy court. Please have a look."

After finishing speaking, a middle-aged Si Tianjian official behind Li Chunfeng held a stack of files and quickly put them on the desk in front of the young emperor. Then Zhao Yu reached out to pick up a roll and spread it out. talk:

"Ping Yi, also known as the Master of Rain, one of the Eight Immortals of Da Luo in the Immortal Palace, was witnessed to die on the bank of the North Sea.

After this statement was glanced at by the young emperor, Zhao Yu raised his head, his eyes fixed on Li Chunfeng in front of him, and his voice rolled out:

"Li Chunfeng, go and find out how many great experts from the Immortal Court fell and died during the bloody battle in the North Sea, especially how many people's bones fell into the hands of the Holy Court."

As soon as the emperor's voice came out, all the Daxia officials in the camp changed their expressions. After thinking about it, they asked:

"According to your majesty, you think that the holy court can deceive the heavens to create a false venerable, relying on the remains of the fairy gods of the fairy palace and the natal armor?"

"It's not entirely sure, but it's probably close."

After the emperor's voice fell, Zhao Yu spread out the file in his hand on the desk, and then turned his gaze to the picture scroll of mountains and seas, where the situation had completely reversed. The steady voice continued:

"If Li Zeng can blow this three-eyed soul clan off the bridge of heaven and earth this time, then all this will become clear."

As soon as Zhao Yu's voice fell, Ku Po's extremely unwilling and painful roar suddenly sounded in the picture of Shan Hai Scroll:

"It's impossible for mere mortals to try to absorb the vitality of this seat, it's impossible!"

At this time, the armor of Ku Po's body was almost completely broken, and what was also completely broken was the original power in his body. At the same time, the former's violent aura, accompanied by Li Zeng's back sucking in front of him, was like falling off a cliff. general whereabouts.

"If you took one step at a time and crossed the bridge of heaven and earth that the Nine Heavens Tower stepped on, it would be easy to kill me today, but you are not."

With the absorption of the original power in his body, Li Zeng's body became more and more plump, and then the middle-aged monk raised his left hand, spread his five fingers to hold a sword of rain floating beside him, and said every word Send again:

"The terrestrial fairyland achieved with the help of my ancestor's divine armor is just a flashy castle in the air, because you lost the most basic will to be a monk and chose to accept the secret technique of the Holy Court.

"And the secret technique of the holy court has the most fatal weakness. The land fairyland built by using the remains of ancient gods and gods and magic weapons can be swallowed back as long as they meet someone with pure blood like me.

"This is also one of the reasons why the Holy Court wanted to do everything possible to hunt me down before, but it is a pity that I have a drop of primordial water, and I survived the mortal situation!"

After finishing speaking, on the Rain Sword in Li Zeng's hand, a giant deer rune with two horns piercing the sky appeared instantly, and then the infinite blue light poured out, and gradually condensed into a real rain armor on Li Zeng's body. deer.

One of the Eight Immortals of Daluo, the statue of Master Yu's bloodline, the true deer of Xingyu!

"As long as I use the power of my bloodline to take back this True Rain God Armor, you should be so miserable, what will you face?"

After the louder voice came out from the mouth of the middle-aged monk, Li Lizeng, who was covered by countless rains, was like a real rain lord, and swung his sword directly, slashing at the miserable body that was imprisoned in place. superior.

"hiss!"

An extremely sharp whistling sound suddenly resounded between the sky and the earth. After the whistling sound, there were numerous crashing sounds amplified countless times after countless rainstorms fell.

A moment later, a hard-to-look rainlight suddenly appeared between the sky and the earth, extending outward, completely cutting off the bitter soul without any fancy.

In the next breath, the shattered armor on the bitter body was completely shattered, and the body was blasted into the mountains and rocks behind him, and blasted backwards all the way.

"Boom!"

Li Zeng's real deer sword has already surpassed the limit power that he can achieve at this time, and even just relying on the aftermath, he completely blasted the entire mountain in front of him into powder.

But this is far from over. Li Zeng, who has absorbed the original power of the Yushi clan's teacher in his bitter body, is becoming stronger than ever. It seems that he can directly control the entire world around him through the continuous rainwater falling around him.

"rise."

A faint voice came out of Li Zeng's mouth, and then Li Zeng raised his hand lightly, and countless rain swords around him began to rotate and arrange neatly. It took only one breath to form a huge deer shadow in front of the middle-aged monk. .

In the void, when the real deer formed entirely by the sword of rain water formed a formation, the unprecedented sharpness shone throughout the world, and then Li Zeng raised his hand and pressed it down, and the low shout continued. All around:

"fall!"

Moments later, the real deer in the sword array neighed towards the sky, and then jumped up, wrapped in a violent edge that almost destroyed the world, facing the bitter soul who was blasted into the mountains, and headed down.

Then in the entire gorge, a violent storm completely woven by the law of rain and long swords appeared directly, and it rose mighty and mighty, cutting all the substances in it crazily.

"Fizz!"

The ear-piercing sound of cutting spread all over the place, and the change of the situation may be in the blink of an eye.

Then Li Zeng, who was wearing the real rain armor, lowered his head, staring at the bitter soul on the ground who had been struck by rain swords, there was no ecstasy of years of revenge in his eyes, but calm, heart-shattering calm.

Then Li Zeng raised his hand to hold the Sword of Rain again, raised his foot and stepped forward, step by step towards the bitterness in front of him.

Shocking killing intent as always!

Chapter 1782 Elder Yun's Secret

In the Wushan Strait Ridge, when Li Zeng regained the True Rain God Armor and fully awakened his own Rain Master bloodline, the rain that fell from the whole world became heavier and heavier within an extreme time.

This may be the heaviest rain in the entire Sleeping Tiger Gorge in so many years!

The torrential rain that almost poured down from the depths of the sky, after penetrating through the roiling mist, almost turned the whole world upside down, and then the monks who were advancing very slowly among the mist in the canyon stopped, and raised their hands to wipe their faces. Dripping rainwater, while panting, opened his mouth:

"It's fog beasts and heavy rain. If I can cross the gorge alive this trip, I don't want to take another step in this damn place in my life!"

After the voice fell, within the mist in front of the gorge, the red awn belonging to the camel mountain beast came from behind, and suddenly flickered. This flicker indicated that the large army would have some time to rest.

Therefore, taking this as a signal, the mentally tense, already exhausted monks who went south all of a sudden let out a long breath, hurriedly gathered together in twos and threes, set up a simple canopy, drilled into it, and let their bodies drenched, mutual After looking at each other, they didn't speak, but fell silent as they stared at the rain falling in front of them.

Most of the time, any words are too pale for this world that eats people but does not spit out their bones, and the only thing to do is to be silent.

The fog in the canyon was still churning, and then several figures in the robes of the Cloud and Mist Sect walked on the back of the Camel Mountain Beast crawling down again, walking quickly towards the tent on the edge.

Then a gentle voice sounded:

"Xiaoyu, as a teacher, didn't you mean to make good arrangements for these fellow Taoists brought by Li Zeng, why are they in such a marginal camp?"

This statement came from the third elder of the Yunwu Sect. Although there was no strong accusation in his words, it made the following disciples bow their heads and said nothing.

Then the third elder of Yunwu Sect, who was walking while holding an umbrella, turned his head, looked at the female disciple Xiaoyu who was beside him with a dazed expression, frowned, and let out a low shout:

"Xiaoyu!"

As soon as the questioning sound came out, Xiaoyu, who was a body behind beside her, trembled suddenly, and only after she recovered, she opened her mouth to respond:

"Back, back to master, because of unexpected turmoil during this trip, the tents on the back of the Camel Mountain Beast have been occupied by people, and the outer tents were managed with great difficulty. You don't know, the disciples of the other elders They're all fighting for space."

After Xiaoyu's response fell, the Third Elder frowned even deeper, and finally did not continue to speak, but raised his head and stared at the camp that appeared in the distance.

In front of the camp, a young man in a black robe stood motionless in the rain. Then the black dragon Wei Shunzi raised his drooping eyes and raised his hand to stop the Yunwu Sect members. A steady and deep voice came out:

"Stop."

After the voice fell, the plump third elder stopped, and after showing a gentle smile on his face, he opened his mouth and said:

"Benxiu comes from the Yunwu Sect. I was entrusted by Li Zeng to come and see you all. If it's convenient, let me chat with you in the account?"

After the third elder's words fell, Shunzi's movement of raising his hand remained unchanged, and the calm voice continued to sound:

"Young master has some important matters, it is inconvenient to meet with you, please come back."

"You are presumptuous, this is the third elder of Yunwu Sect, don't forget whose territory you are waiting on!"

As soon as Shunzi's words fell, the disciple behind the third elder turned cold, and just wanted to continue asking, but was interrupted by the gentle third elder waving his hand, and then the latter's voice came out:

"Since the young master has something to do, I will wait here."

After the words fell, the third elder walked aside first, and then the tent behind Shunzi was opened by a figure, revealing Liang Po's particularly burly body.

As soon as Liang Po appeared, the rain falling from the whole world seemed to stop for a breath, and then the former's magnetic voice came out:

"Young Master has an order to let the three elders of Yunwu Sect enter the account, but only this one person."

As soon as these words came out, the disciples of the Yunwu Sect who had already been extremely dissatisfied in their hearts suddenly turned extremely cold and stern, and finally pulled out the weapons behind their backs, and the turbulent energy came out through their bodies, and they uttered a loud shout:

"Too deceiving!"

"You all put away your swords, this elder has his own plans."

After finishing his speech, the third elder raised his hand to suppress the weapons in the hands of the disciples beside him, and stepped forward alone. Under the gaze of Shunzi's interested eyes, he followed Liang Po and stepped into the tent.

In the next breath, the third elder who had just stepped into the tent stood there in a daze. Therefore, in the center of the tent in front of him, a picture scroll was floating in the air, and within the picture scroll was a figure that she would never forget for the rest of her life.

Impressively, it was Li Zeng who was walking forward with a sword, as tall as a god of rain!

At this time, Li Zeng took every step forward, and the condensed rainwater behind him would condense into a rain blade with infinite sharpness, pointing straight ahead, tearing the air in front of him mightily.

Then Li Zeng raised his left hand and waved lightly at the raging Yujian tornado in front of him. After a breath, the real deer tornado dissipated directly, revealing the extremely tragic scene inside.

I saw the bitter soul who was originally invincible, lying on his back among the fragmented stones. After the Zhenyu armor outside his body was shattered, the originally blurred body was no longer mysterious, but under the cutting of the sword, Numerous wounds appeared, and blood gushed wildly.

Afterwards, the three bitter eyes, whose eyes were full of fear, stared at Li Zeng who was approaching step by step with a sword in front of him, and spat out the blood in his mouth with a wow, and the voice came out:

"Your body is actually the blood of the Immortal Rain Master Immortal God. How could this be so? The adults in the Holy Court once told me that all the blood of the Rain Master has been completely hunted down. Impossible, they cannot lie."

"Because this is life, bitter."

After the words fell, Li Zeng raised his foot and stepped on Ku Po's chest. After a loud bang, the ground cracked again, and this time, it was Ku Po who was completely trampled into the ground. The wound on his body opened even further, and his breath shook violently.

In the next breath, Li Zeng raised the big sword in his hand and pointed it at the bitter person in front of him.

At the same time, in the tent belonging to Daxia in the northern part of the Camel Mountain Beast, a young and calm voice suddenly sounded in the ear of the third elder of the Yunwu Sect with blurred eyes:

"Elder Yun, you are familiar with the two people in this scroll, right?"

As soon as the faint voice of inquiry came out, Elder Yun came back to his senses, and looked in front of the direction where the voice sounded.

It was a young man surrounded by stars, like a god!

Then the young man continued to look down, looking at Elder Yun's fair face, Diyin continued to linger in the entire tent:

"Elder Yun, we are very curious about one thing. Why do you, who also belong to Tiance Palace, keep the news of Li Zeng's life as a secret for so many years and never tell the Holy Court?"

Chapter 1783 Thief

In the camp of the camel mountain beast, the gaze from the young emperor was calm and majestic, but he had an undeniable dominance.

And under the gaze of the third elder of the Yunwu Sect, the expression in the depths of his pupils changed drastically.

The dilation and contraction of the pupils in Elder Yun's eyes represented that deep in his heart, there were turbulent waves rolling over, because Zhao Yufang spoke the most hidden secret in the former's heart in the most flat tone.

"The Holy Court is worthy of being the Holy Court. The reach of Tiance Palace is long enough, but this is not surprising. The Cloud and Mist Sect is also the key sect that controls the passage portal of the Central Plains core in the Taixuan Land. Not surprising."

Immediately afterwards, Sima Annan's young voice sounded in the tent, and then he raised his hand and grabbed a folding fan, and approached Elder Yun who had fallen into silence with a swing, the voice continued:

"However, we have the same doubts as the young master. If you shield Li Zeng so much, is it really the so-called admiration?"

After the words fell, Sima Annan put away the folding fan with a swipe, and slapped his palm directly in front of him. With the next breath, the space and time in the entire tent instantly became disordered. Under Sima Annan's palm, a small peanut-sized of black spots.

This small black spot instantly absorbed all the surrounding light and the vitality of heaven and earth, and directly formed a magic-forbidden domain, which was patted on Elder Yun's body.