Chapter 693: Unexpected Battle (Part 2)

The giant hand of the fire-lin Immortal Lord was blocked by the sword formation. The hot flames and the cold sword light intertwined, bursting out dazzling light. The entire valley was instantly filled with violent spiritual power fluctuations, and the ground was violently shaking, cracking deep The bottomless gap.

"This... how is this possible!" A trace of shock flashed in the eyes of the Immortal Lord Huo Lin. Unexpectedly, these puppets could actually use such a powerful sword formation to vaguely suppress him.

Thirteen Dragon Guard Puppets had no expression on their faces, as if they had no emotions. Their movements were neat and uniform. Thirteen Dragon Tooth Dao Swords rushed through the sword formation, giving birth to sharp sword lights, shaving the Fire Lin Immortal Lord. He was covered in blood.

The Huolin Immortal Lord's face became extremely ugly. He realized that he had underestimated the strength of these puppets. If he continued like this, he would not only be unable to seize the "Wanbao Cauldron" weapon refining map, but might even fall here.

"Die me!" The Immortal Huolin shouted angrily, and the flames around him suddenly expanded, so fierce that they almost ignited the air around him. His body began to twist and deform in this violent force. With a deafening roar, the flames were In the middle, a giant object broke out from the shell - it was a fire unicorn covered with fiery red scales, with flaming feet and flaming eyes, which was the true form of the Fire Lin Immortal Lord.

The Immortal Huolin transformed into a fire unicorn, with flames turbulent around him, and the hot aura instantly swept across the entire valley. His eyes were like two burning suns, emitting heart-pounding pressure, as if they were about to burn everything. Its four hooves stepped in the void, and every step it fell, leaving a trace of flame in the air.

"Roar--!" The Immortal Huolin let out a roar that shook the sky and the earth, and the sound waves swept over like substance, shattering the surrounding rocks, and the ground even cracked countless bottomless cracks.

Facing the power of the Immortal Huo Lin, the thirteen Dragon Guard puppets were still expressionless. Their movements were neat and uniform. Thirteen Dragon Tooth Dao Swords rushed through the sword formation. The sword light was like a rainbow, forming a dense and airtight ray. The sword net surrounded the Huolin Immortal Lord.

"Guiyuan Sword Formation - Dragon Roar Nine Heavens!" Thirteen Dragon Guard Puppets shouted in unison, and the thirteen Dragon Tooth Dao Swords burst out with dazzling light instantly. The fluctuations of spiritual power in the sword formation suddenly increased, and the sword light turned into Silver dragons rushed towards the Immortal Huolin.

A trace of disdain flashed in the eyes of the Huolin Immortal Lord. He suddenly raised his front hooves and stepped hard towards the ground. Suddenly, a huge crack broke open on the ground, and hot magma gushed out of the cracks, turning into a storm of fire. The silver dragon in the sword formation bite away.

"Boom--!" The fire kirin collided with the silver dragon, and a shocking roar broke out. The flames and sword light intertwined, forming a huge energy vortex that devoured everything around.

The Immortal Huolin did not stop the attack, but suddenly jumped, turned into a fire meteor, rushing towards the center of the sword formation, and the horns condensed with blazing light.

"Guiyuan Sword Formation - Yuanlong Guiyi!" Thirteen Dragon Guards puppets pinched the sword technique together, and the thirteen Dragon Tooth Dao Swords instantly merged into one, turning into a huge silver dragon sword, on the sword body A lifelike silver dragon surrounded by a vivid silver dragon, the sound of the dragon roar shook the sky and the earth, and slashed towards the Immortal Huolin.

"Roar--!" The Immortal Huolin let out anger, and his horns suddenly hit the silver dragon sword. The flames collided with the sword light again, bursting out a dazzling light. The huge body of the Fire Kirin was shook several steps back, and the silver dragon sword also trembled slightly under this blow, and the shadow of the silver dragon on the sword became a little dimmed.

The body of the Huolin Immortal Lord paused, and the next moment, it flew away like a cannonball, plunging into the sword formation of thirteen Dragon Guard puppets.

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For a moment, in the valley, the battle scroll intertwined by flames and sword lights reached an unprecedented climax. The fire unicorn transformed into the Immortal of Fire Lin, every time it hits and roars, it seems to tear the world apart. The flames surrounding it are like storms, bombarding the sword formation indiscriminately, making the sword formation The light is bright and dark, and it fluctuates unstable.

The Guiyuan Sword Formation composed of thirteen Dragon Guard puppets showed amazing resilience and coordination under the fierce attack of the Huolin Immortal Lord. They seem to be a multi-faceted whole. Even when facing such a powerful enemy, they did not see any panic. Sword lights slashed out and carried out accurate strikes on the Immortal Huolin. Although it was difficult to damage the body, it gradually Eliminate its strength and patience.

At this moment, Wan Ziliang and a group of guest elders had already retreated to the distance, staring at the earth-shaking battle in amazement, their hearts filled with shock and fear. They had never seen such a powerful battle, even if the showdown between Mahayana monks, It may not be able to have such a terrifying power.

"What a terrible battle, such a strong puppet, I force the Immortal Huolin to take action with all my strength." Elder Qin murmured to himself, with a hint of trembling in his voice.

Wan Ziliang's face was also ugly, and he felt a little uneasy. The appearance of the Huolin Immortal Lord had disrupted his plan, and fellow Taoist Mu could drive so many high-level puppets to compete with the Huolin Immortal Lord, which made it even more He felt incredible.

"Master, what should we do?" A guest elder asked in a low voice, with a hint of panic in his voice.

Wan Ziliang took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Watch it and don't act rashly. This battle is not something we can intervene."

At this moment, a small figure appeared in front of Wan Ziliang, and it was a little girl.

The little girl looked about seven or eight years old. She was wearing a light green silk skirt with several exquisite lotus embroidered on the hem, swaying gently with her steps. Her hair was black and soft, tied into two small buns, with a few crystal clear spirit beads tied to it, shining with a faint light. Her face is as delicate as a porcelain doll, her skin is as fair as jade, and her big eyes are clear and bright, as if she can see through people's hearts. However, there was a hint of calmness and depth in her eyes that was inconsistent with her age, as if she had experienced countless years of precipitation.

The appearance of the little girl made Wan Ziliang and the guests' elders stunned. Her aura was extremely special. She had neither the spiritual power fluctuations of cultivators nor the fireworks of mortals. It seemed to be integrated with this world, but she also carried it. A trace of indescribable majesty.

"Who are you?" Wan Ziliang asked vigilantly, feeling vaguely uneasy in his heart. The little girl's appearance was too strange, especially at such a tense moment.

The little girl looked at Wan Ziliang and smiled slightly, her voice was as crisp as a silver bell and said, "I am Mingyue, and I am here to retrieve the high-level spiritual objects that I have traded on my master's order."

"The Spirit of the Seventh-level Puppet?" Wan Ziliang stared at Mingyue, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he had already recognized her identity, and a storm caused in his heart. He never expected that the little girl in front of him was actually the spirit of a seventh-level puppet. body! Seventh-level puppets are already extremely rare, and seventh-level puppets that can give birth to independent intelligence are rare, and their value is even no less than that of a top-quality Taoist weapon.

"You... are you a puppet of fellow Taoist Mu?" Wan Ziliang suppressed the shock in his heart and asked tentatively.

Mingyue nodded, her tone was calm but with a hint of unquestionableness: "That's right. The master is controlling the puppet to fight with the Immortal Huo Lin, and she has no time to clone her. I specially ordered me to come and get those high-level spiritual materials. Do you have any objections?"

Upon hearing this, Wan Ziliang's heart suddenly felt a sudden heart. Unexpectedly, Fellow Daoist Mu still had a seventh-level puppet spirit! This means that Fellow Daoist Mu's strength is far beyond his imagination, and may even be even more terrifying than the Immortal of Fire Lin.

"The spiritual materials... have been prepared, but I should give me the weapon refining map of the 'Wanbao Ding'!" Wan Ziliang took a deep breath and looked at Mingyue and said vigilantly.

I will never go back on my word if my master promises. "Mingyue smiled slightly, looked up at the ongoing battle, and reminded: "However, that person came to the 'Wanbao Ding' weapon refining map. I will give it to you. Do you dare? ”

Hearing this, Wan Ziliang's face changed slightly, and his eyes wandered between the bright moon and the fierce battle. The "Wanbao Ding" weapon refining map is of great value and significance. Now its news has been leaked. Once he takes it, it may attract. Countless covetous and disasters.

However, if Wan Ziliang gave up, he would be really unwilling to accept it.

"What are you thinking about? The weapon refining map is here. Master Wan, bring those high-level spiritual materials! I'm still in a hurry to go back and report to the master!" Mingyue and Mingyue retrieved the leather scroll from the substitute puppet's hand , looking at Wan Ziliang, signaling.

Wan Ziliang's eyes flashed, and after struggling for a while, he couldn't help but ask: "Miss Mingyue, your master's skill in controlling puppets is so superb. I wonder if... can you get rid of the Fire Lin Immortal Lord and wait for me. Relieve this big trouble?”

Upon hearing this, Mingyue frowned slightly, a little surprised by Wan Ziliang's proposal, but seemed to be reasonable.

"I can't tell you clearly. The master has his own principles in his actions and will not easily form such powerful enemies unless necessary. However, the master has never had any good feelings for the cultivators of the fairy world and the demon cultivators in the Demon Abyss. That guy should be the master. To solve the problem, it depends on you. "Mingyue thought for a little while and responded to Wan Ziliang.

Upon hearing this, although Wan Ziliang felt unwilling to accept it, he also understood that he was in a passive position and could only hope for fellow Taoist Mu's easy move.

"I understand. The high-level spiritual materials are here. Please check them." Wan Ziliang took out a storage ring from his arms and handed it to Mingyue without hesitation.

Fellow Daoist Mu's strength is unfathomable. He can set up such a terrible sword formation just by controlling some seventh-level puppets, making it difficult for the Immortal Huo Lin to escape. If he wants to do anything unfavorable to him, he may even resist. No chance.

"That's right!" Mingyue took the storage ring, swept her spiritual sense, and after confirming that the spiritual materials were correct, she smiled slightly and handed the scroll to the other party: "Wanbao Ding" weapon refining picture, you have put it away! ”

Wan Ziliang nodded, happily accepted the inspector and confirmed that he would keep it in close proximity.

But Wan Ziliang was still uneasy in his heart. Looking at Mingyue who was about to leave, he couldn't help asking: "Miss Mingyue, Fellow Daoist Mu... Who is he?"

Mingyue glanced at him, a deep light flashed in her eyes, and she said softly: "The identity of the master is not what you should ask. However, I can tell you that the master's strength is far beyond your imagination. Today's event, Wange The Lord would better assume that nothing had happened, otherwise…”

Mingyue did not continue to say it, but the threat in his words made Wan Ziliang feel cold. He nodded quickly and said, "Miss Mingyue, don't worry, Wan understands what to do."

Mingyue smiled slightly and turned around to leave.

At this moment, a roar that shook the sky and the earth suddenly came from a distance, and then a blazing pillar of flame rose into the sky, illuminating the entire valley.

"Roar-! You ants dare to hurt me!" The voice of the Immortal Huolin echoed in the valley like thunder, full of anger and madness.

Mingyue frowned slightly, turned to look at the battlefield in the distance, and a trace of coldness flashed in her eyes: "The trapped beast is still fighting, it is not far from death!"

Wan Ziliang and a group of guest elders were also shocked by the sudden change and looked at the battlefield in the distance. They saw that the body of the Immortal Huolin collided wildly in the sword formation, and the flames and sword lights were intertwined. A dazzling light burst out, and the entire valley seemed to be torn apart by this force.

"Miss Mingyue, do you need our help?" Wan Ziliang asked tentatively. Although he did not dare to intervene in this battle, if he could take this opportunity to get closer to Li Mu, it might be of great benefit to the future of Wanbao Pavilion.

Mingyue shook her head and said lightly, "No need. A mere fire qilin can't do anything to the master's sword formation."

As soon as Mingyue finished speaking, the thirteen dragon guard puppets suddenly heard the union of cold shouts from the battlefield in the distance: "Guiyuan Sword Formation - Longyuan Devouring Heaven!"

With this cold shout, the already airtight sword net suddenly became more solid. Thirteen silver dragons seemed to have absorbed infinite power from the void, and their bodies soared several times, turning into hideous and terrifying lines. The sword dragons, surrounded by thunder, rushed towards the Huolin Immortal trapped in the center of the sword formation with the momentum of destroying the world.

A trace of despair flashed in the eyes of the Immortal Huolin. It tried its best to break free from this terrifying sword formation, but every collision seemed to hit a mountain that could not be shaken. The recoil force made it covered in scars. The light of flames began to dim.

"No! I'm not willing to give up! I am the Immortal Lord Huolin, the overlord of the Immortal Spirit World. How can I die in such a desolate place, and die in the hands of just a few puppets!" Huolin Immortal Lord Huolin let out his last roar, and around him, The flames surged again, trying to make the final struggle.

However, all this was futile. Thirteen giant dragons with thunder and thunder instantly submerged the Immortal of Fire Lin in the endless flames and sword lights. Accompanied by a deafening roar, the entire valley seemed to be shocked by this force, and the huge rocks rolled. , smoke and dust rose everywhere.

When everything returned to peace, the sword formation slowly dissipated, and the thirteen silver dragons also transformed into thirteen dragon-toothed swords again, quietly suspended in the air, and the figure of the Immortal Huolin had disappeared, only to be left The next charred land and the faint smell of burnt in the air.

Mingyue looked at this scene, a hint of satisfaction flashed in her eyes, and turned to look at Wan Ziliang and said proudly: "Master Wan, now you can rest assured that the Immortal Huolin has been completely solved by the master."

Wan Ziliang looked at the scorched earth in the distance, and his heart was filled with emotions. He was shocked by the powerful strength of fellow Taoist Mu and the fall of the Immortal Lord Huolin. This great trouble was completely gone.

"Thank you, Miss Mingyue and Fellow Daoist Mu, for your help. Wan is grateful." Wan Ziliang said thanking with his fists, his tone full of sincerity.

Mingyue smiled slightly and said, "You are polite to the Lord Wan Pavilion. We will only get what we need. Now that the transaction has been completed, it is time for me to say goodbye."

As he said that, Mingyue's figure flashed slightly and disappeared from the spot (the end of this chapter)