Xiuxian is like this

This is the flaw of the Ten Emperor Wheel.

If there is a flaw, there is a flaw. No one in the world of cultivating immortals has any flaws. This is true for monks, and so is the magic weapon. Lu Li doesn't care about it. As long as it can break the dragon vein of Xuanlong, this flaw is harmless.

Ten emperor beads are on top, 26 general beads are on the bottom, a hazy phantom appears, 36 golden stars illuminate the sky, and are connected with the aura of the lucky golden dragon below Gushan City.

The earth fluctuated and shattered like water. Amidst Lu Li's wild laughter, the entire Gushan City trembled violently and was about to collapse.

In the dark, there seems to be a golden dragon silent, and the wall of the lonely mountain that has not collapsed for thousands of years collapsed in an instant. A group of monks were terrified and fell to the ruins with pale faces.

For a moment, there were cries of grief, and a feeling called despair quickly spread.

Among the crowd, there were also those who cried silently, such as Zhao Wuyou, who bit his lip and looked at the 36 phantoms, in which he saw his father.

Soon, she realized what the Ten Emperor Wheels were.

Not a thing.

Zhao Wuyou could tell that the well-informed and vicious Tu Yuan was no exception, his eyes narrowed, murderous intent in his eyes soared, his eyes locked on Lu Li, and he muttered something.

"Small skills, dare to make a fool of yourself in front of this king."

Lu Li snorted coldly, and the monstrous demonic aura spread out, interrupting Tu Yuan's spellcasting. Then he raised his hand, tearing a black crack between the sky and the earth, and ordered the four demon generals to lead tens of thousands of demon soldiers to slaughter the city.

Break the Gushan first, and then break the Wufeng. He wants to level the nails that Xuanlong nailed to the northern border one by one.

A group of monsters crossed the border, black tide lines swept across the land, black demon clouds filled the sky, but Gushan City had no natural barriers to speak of.

Tu Yuan looked at this scene in despair, most of the defenders in the city left to help, none of the remaining monks survived, and the Luck Golden Dragon was silent, no, it should be said that it was controlled by Lu Li, and there was no possibility of asking for help from the outside world, only by herself , can stop the four demon generals, but cannot stop the demon king.

Gushan City...

I can't keep it.

boom--

The black thunder pierced through the sky, shattering the demon clouds all over the sky, the black jade unicorn roared in the sky, and the pillar of air pierced the sky, piercing the dark sky in an instant.

"Iron Qilin..."

"Your Majesty didn't leave?!"

Surprised, Tu Yuan raised his head, seeing the phantom of the ink unicorn dissipated, revealing the figures of Zhao Fangce and the two imperial guards, Thirty-one and Thirty-six, his heart burst into ecstasy.

She already knew that this man's part-time emperor was unreliable, but his position as generalissimo was still good, and his vision was one-third as much as hers.

"It's Your Majesty."

"Your Majesty is in Gushan City!"

All the monks burst into ecstasy, and all the soldiers rekindled their blood-qi armors, and the morale of the army was instantly boosted.

Tu Yuan clapped his hands together in front of his chest, and the five great demon flags rose from the ground, blue, red, white, black, and Huang Chengtian were grounded, each side was thousands of feet high, painted with chaotic shadows that could not be observed, bathed in five-color brilliance , Another city wall was erected to prevent the monsters from going south.

Unable to rely on the power of the lucky golden dragon, Tu Yuan relied on his own mana to control the magic weapon, and he was out of breath after a while, and the black hair on his temples was soaked with sweat sticking to his cheeks.

It's nothing like usual, the main reason is that he worshiped Lu Bei enough in the past two days, and now his body is still weak, and he has not yet recovered the means of his heyday.

She gritted her teeth, slapped Zhao Wuyou's shoulder, and drew [-]% of her mana, holding the two bottles in her hand and chanting, once again controlling a demon general.

Qiu Yin.

Demonic thoughts entered his body, and he lost his sanity. The demon general Qiu Yin was reduced to Tu Yuan's string puppet. His eyes were red and his relatives refused to recognize him.

Wherever he went, there were stumps everywhere, and rivers of blood flowed.

Still dissatisfied, Tu Yuan clasped his five fingers together and blasted a big seal in the air.

"The Great Demon Seal of the Five Emperors!"

In the middle of the sky, the vitality of heaven and earth fluctuated disorderly, and the five elements suddenly became chaotic. The demon general cum Ren was trapped in the materialized space, crushed into mud by the black fist seal, and fell into the sky screaming.

Tu Yuan took a step forward and reached in front of Ji Ren's body. With his ten fingers, he moved the thin black thread, cutting the soul of Ji Ren's body.

As a magic cultivator, Tu Yuan's close-combat ability is very average, just like Ji Chen who is playing with the mirror, she can't get up after being punched by Lu Bei for a long time, and against the tyrannical monster clan, holding one is her limit up.

Then, she saw sadly that the demon general Wu Ou rushed towards her with a grinning grin, looking around, there was no reliable teammate.

If you can't stand it, you have to stand it, otherwise Zhao Fangce will only be left with an empty city if he wins.

Tu Yuan swallowed a pitch-black demon pill, stretched several red lines on his delicate face, and performed an orthodox kung fu technique similar to the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa. His eyes were pitch-black and he fought with two demon generals.

One dragged three and resisted the three-headed monster generals. The remaining Kui Ling could not help, and could only rely on the monk defenders in the city to fight.

Kui Ling has the strength of the Dzogchen level in the fusion stage, and his physical body is extremely tyrannical. Although the defenders have the tyrannical defense of the blood armor, it is difficult to stop his punch and kick.

Even if Zhan Lexian, Zhan Hongqu, and Zhao Wuyou were besieging him, they still had the upper hand.

If you can't beat it, you can't beat it, even because the two women are holding back, Elder Zhan is still a little bit restrained, his skills are not as good as Kui Ling, and now he is even worse.

At the corner, Xiao Fengxian poked his head out, and carefully broadcast the thrilling melee live. He was very self-aware, helping out was just adding to the chaos, so he didn't want to add to everyone's troubles.

Zhao Fangce stood high in the sky, ignoring the fierce battle below, and only had Lu Li in his eyes.

The two loyal imperial guards, Thirty-one and Thirty-six, followed closely behind His Majesty, showing no intention of helping Tu Yuan.

"It turned out to be the child of the Zhao family, so Jun's scar hasn't healed yet?"

Lu Li looked at Zhao Fangce with a smile, raised his arm, and pointed at 36 phantoms: "Mr. Zhao is not a filial son. Your ancestors are in front of you, so hurry up and kneel down and kowtow."

"Being driven by the monster clan, trapped Xuanlong in the midst of life and death, the Zhao family has no such ancestors."

Zhao Fangce talked about filial piety and composure, and was not moved by Lu Li's demagogic words. The iron unicorn and black ink stained half the sky, with a long golden sword in his hand, he stepped forward to kill Lu Li.

Demon Slaying Sword!

This thing is the divine sword handed down from generation to generation by the Zhao family in Xuanlong. During the catastrophe, almost all the monks of the Zhao family had a handle.

Zhao Fangce is no exception. With his sword, he slashes at the sharp edge, and he specializes in subduing the tyrannical flesh of the monster race.

"You took the initiative to come to the door, and saved me from looking around."

Lu Li took out Fang Tian's painted halberd with a wave of his hand, held the demon-slaying sword with tyrannical strength, and stretched out his claws with the other hand, heading straight for Zhao Fangce's face.

The Ten Emperor Wheel has flaws, if Zhao Fangce is killed, its power will be greatly increased.

The two divine soldiers collided, and the world lost its voice for an instant.

Immediately, like billowing ripples and huge waves, centered on the Demon Slaying Sword and Fang Tian's Halberd, it swept across and swept away all directions.

Over the entire Gushan City, the two colors of gold and black are clearly separated, and they are at a stalemate with each other.

Terrible energy fluctuations oppressed the surrounding area, blasted countless huge cracks, caused landslides and ground cracks, and the vibrations continued. The five-dimensional magic flag waved in the wind, and the ghost shadows were false and real.

The unlucky Tu Yuan is both father and mother, with five great demon flags blocking tens of thousands of demon soldiers, and two world bottles manipulating Qiu Yin to slaughter monsters everywhere, fighting against Ji Ren and Wu Ou in close combat as a Dharma cultivator, receiving a salary, and doing a good job. After doing all the work of the three murderers, he was as tired as a dead dog.

For this, it is necessary to bear the aftermath of Lu Li and Zhao Fang's fighting methods, so as to prevent the people behind from being hurt by the aftermath.

Clang! ! !

The sharp edge flashed, and the thunder flashed.

Lu Li looked at Zhao Fangce in surprise, and said in amazement: "I haven't seen you for a few years. You are good at martial arts, and you have even cultivated to such a state. Let me guess, you are full of hostility, and your soul is ill. How many lifespans are there to live, 50 years... or 30 years?"

"Hahaha, I don't even need to guess, next year today will be the day of your death."

Zhao Fangce's face remained unchanged, 50 years is best, 30 years is fine, if the body dies, he will die. As long as the martial spirit is not destroyed, the Yaozu will never want to cross the front of the northern frontier.

With a twitch of his heart, the vitality of the world surged up all over his body, and the golden light came out through his body, intertwined with raging flames.

A tall golden phantom manifested his body, carrying a golden long sword, his facial contours were illusory but his aura was very similar to Zhao Fangce's.

Suddenly, two figures appeared again, three virtual and one real, and four demon-slaying swords, standing horizontally in the sky, each with the majesty of a king who looked down on the world.

The Zhao family's immortal martial spirit is passed down from generation to generation.

Three martial spirits entered his body, and the demon-slaying sword was shining like a golden light. Zhao Fangce's momentum rose steadily, and he reached a height that made Lu Li feel threatened.

"Next year today, you and Gu..."

"Same bogey!"

Chapter 513 Don't Touch My Sovereign's Sword

The three immortal martial souls entered his body, and Zhao Fangce's momentum was raised and higher, and he had the capital to fight Lu Li for a moment, and he also inherited part of his luck, which also affected the control of the ten emperors' wheel over the dragon's veins.

If this place was not covered by the 36 stars of Tiangang, it would have directly attracted the thunder disaster, and both of them would have died together.

Lu Li didn't realize that there was a difference. The strong ones who could keep the martial spirits were all the most outstanding emperors of the Zhao family. In addition to the current emperor Zhao Fangce, it was normal for the four martial spirits to join forces to affect the dragon's veins.

But the number of Tiangang has been completed, it is impossible for Zhao Fangce to take the dragon's veins from him.

The moment he formed the Ten Emperor Wheel, he had already won.

Lu Li smiled ferociously, exuding endless demonic aura. He was as tall as [-] meters, with a face comparable to a fairy twisted into an animal face, with a tiger head and a human body, holding a Fangtian painting halberd, and wearing a bronze armor.

Lu Li had never experienced the Transformation Tribulation, and he was in the form of a half-demon in this state. The appearance of this figure showed that Zhao Fangce did make him feel threatened.

The golden light was vertical and horizontal, and the evil spirit was swept away, and the two of them killed outside Gushan City in an instant.

Thousands of hectares of plains toppled rivers and seas, Zhao Fangce held a demon-slaying sword, and thousands of sword lights shot into the void. He possessed three martial spirits, and the martial arts were powerful against the sky. The relatively fragile body was guarded by an iron unicorn. There are flaws to speak of.

Being suppressed by Zhao Fangce several times in a row, Lu Li became quite angry from embarrassment. Fang Tian painted a halberd and shattered the void, and the billowing demonic energy manifested as a roaring beast shadow, dancing across the sky with nine long tails.

In the sky, 36 stars shone brightly. Zhao Fangce, who swept across the demon clouds with his sword, froze, and was swept down to the ground by the grinning Lu Li with his halberd.

A huge mushroom cloud rises, overlooking from a high altitude, the plain cracks spread, and a mottled eye socket is deeply sunken.

Zhao Fangce soared into the sky, the demon-slaying sword bloomed with golden lights, and the hundred-foot golden dragon surrounded him, resisting the surging power of the sea of ​​stars, and jumped in front of Lu Li.

Lu Li screamed and rolled the demon clouds, his body concealed the bright galaxy, and the monstrous demonic aura spread out like no end, solidifying the world and forming an obscure absolute domain.

Zhao Fangce was as fast as lightning, and the golden figure left afterimages. Following the guidance of the three martial spirits, he killed the Xinghe formation, and broke the formation that Lu Li was proud of in just a few breaths.

No way, both sides are too familiar with each other.

Lu Li is familiar with the Zhao family's martial arts, and can perform a set with his eyes closed. The martial soul is familiar with the monster clan's formation, and it can be engraved deep in his soul even after death.

On the sidelines, the two imperial guards, Thirty-one and Thirty-six, were waiting in full force, their muscles tensed, and they were ready to rush into the battlefield at any time to fight for Zhao Fangce's chance of a fatal blow.

It is said that it is the imperial guard, so it is not a card in Zhao Fangce's hand.

"You two little brothers, why are you so excited, look at me, I'm not in a hurry."

A lazy voice came from the ear, the pupils of Thirty-one and Thirty-liu shrank suddenly, and the body of the primordial spirit fell into an ice cave.

Liu Wei placed his left and right hands on the shoulders of [-] and [-], watching the fierce battle from a distance, and found that Lu Li seemed to be at a disadvantage, so he couldn't help praising: "What did the king say? It all depends on hatred to support each other. Everyone If you are tired, it is impossible to shake hands and make peace, but it is still possible to stay away from each other forever!"

Yes, he is complimenting himself.

Thirty-one and Thirty-six couldn't hear what Liu Po ​​said, their faces and facial features were surrounded by green light, their bloody bodies seemed to be drained of strength, and it was extremely difficult to even move their eyelids.

"Don't be afraid, this king is not here to kill people, just leave after watching this good show." Seeing that the two were extremely nervous, Liu Wei, who was the male on the left and right, hurriedly comforted them.

Because of the status of the demon king, these words are seriously lacking in convincing.

……

In Gushan City, the five great demon flags stood erect.

The group of monsters vented their evil spirits, condensed the methods of the battle of the monster clan, changed the phantom of the big monster, and bombarded the five-color city wall indiscriminately.

The defenders and a group of monks retreated steadily, their numbers were at an absolute disadvantage, and they had no support from the rear, so they could barely protect the five banners.

If Qiu Yin hadn't been hit by the two generations of bottles of Jiangzhi, killing monsters like hemp, and pacifying the mountains of corpses and seas of blood without blinking, the city wall would have been broken.

It seems that the overall situation is still under control, but in fact it is not. Tu Yuan is exhausted running around to fill in the gaps, and he alone fights the two demon generals Ji Ren and Wu Ou, which has reached a precarious situation.

Give her some time to breathe, she doesn't have to bow down, and she can use the two world bottles to kill these two demon generals, but everything is in Lu Li's calculations, and she can't even find a chance to breathe.

Tu Yuan blasted away the Great Demon Seal of the Five Emperors, shaking Ji Ren and Wu Ou back. The two demons realized that Tu Yuan's strength was not as good as before, and they smiled grimly, revealing their half-demon bodies.

On the other side, the demon general Kui Ling also had an absolute advantage.

The monks defending the Gushan City either rushed to the aid of the three surrounding cities, or gathered five banners to kill the demon soldiers.His opponents, or decent opponents, are only Zhan Lexian, Zhan Hongqu, and Zhao Wuyou.

One mediocrity, two pitfalls, Kui Ling, who was invincible in his fists and feet in the perfect body stage, suddenly showed the demeanor of a powerful man in the transcending tribulation stage.

Bang! ! !

Kui Ling showed the body of a half-demon, three meters tall, with flamboyant red hair and a mouth full of ferocious fangs. He elbowed Zhao Wuyou and dodged to avoid the sword light coming from the father and daughter.

"Four Forms Sword Prison!"

The sharp cold light haloed the atomized sword energy, and between the thunder and vibrations, the four streamer swords blocked the southeast, northwest, pointing to the sky, and there was nowhere to escape the prisoner Kui Ling.

The sword qi is vertical and horizontal, and the murderous aura is boundless.