Chapter 138 Tushita Purple Flame

"Damn it, this thing is so elusive, I can't figure out its movements at all, how can I fight it? If it weren't for my Nine-Day Golden Crow robes protecting me, I would have been ripped open." Zhou Qing was still in shock, and released nine silver-shining flying swords, dancing all over his body, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

These nine Tianlong Subduing Demon Swords were also obtained from a pile of magic weapons of the Ox-Headed Yin God. Although they are not as powerful as the Qingni Sword, these nine flying swords have the Tianlong Subduing Demon Mantra on them. They are extremely fast and sharp. When they dance, silver light leaks out and halos appear. It will take a lot of effort for the Sky Ghost to use force to break the blockade of these flying swords. As long as he slows down, Zhou Qing will have the opportunity to use powerful magic weapons to attack the Sky Ghost, so that it will not have time to escape into the void.

Zhou Qing was very advanced in Taoism, and he had practiced swordsmanship before, so he was much more skilled in using the nine flying swords than Fairy Yunxia. At once, all the magic weapons came out. The Tianlong Demon Subduing Sword shone with silver light, the Ten Thousand Demons Banner rolled with black air, the Dutian Banner was surrounded by blood clouds, the Qingni Sword was circling with blue light, the cold air was deep, the ghosts were howling, and the white shadow of the Nine Sons Mother Heavenly Ghost flashed. This scene was dazzling. You couldn't see any clues with just a pair of eyes, but everyone present was a master, and a strong divine thought intertwined and explored, which was actually three times better than the eyes.

Zhou Qing used nine flying swords to protect his body, and wrapped his body in a ball of golden flames. He rushed back and forth, and his powerful divine consciousness covered the entire battlefield. Whenever a sky ghost appeared, Zhou Qing would shoot twelve purple lights at it. It was Zhou Qing's magic weapon, the Iron-backed Centipede. As soon as this centipede touched the sky ghost, it would form a gate of life and death in the Yin-Yang dust. Although it could not trap the sky ghost, it could block it for a few seconds, enough for Zhou Qing to use the Immortal Binding Rope to capture it.

However, the speed of these nine sky ghosts was too fast. Often, the Iron-backed Centipede was still far away, and the sky ghost disappeared into the void. The next moment, it appeared around Zhou Qing's sword formation, and a pair of white bone claws grabbed at the nine flying swords, not afraid of the extremely sharp flying swords at all.

Several times, the bone claws were broken through by the sword light. Fortunately, the ancient sun fire on the Nine-Day Golden Crow robe was very hot. The Sky Ghost was quite afraid of this fire and only used Yin force and dark power to attack. In particular, this Sky Ghost seemed to be able to use magic. Occasionally, a black thunder ball was spit out from the bone claws. Although it could not break through the true fire cover of the robe, it also exploded on the periphery. The huge impact and roar made Zhou Qing dizzy.

Every time Zhou Qing moved his mind and locked onto a Sky Ghost, the Sky Ghost broke through the space and sank into it, instantly traveling through dozens of parallel spaces, cutting off Zhou Qing's tracking thoughts, making Zhou Qing like a dog biting a turtle, unable to start.

As Zhou Qing charged, he gradually approached Fairy Yunxia. The Dutian Pluto Flag really had a strange effect. Zhou Qing could see clearly with his mind that the twelve command flags surrounded Fairy Yunxia. The ancient Dutian gods and demons on the flags were eager to come out, but they seemed to be bound by something and could not move away from the flags. Zhou Qing knew that it was because his skills were not enough to make the Dutian gods and demons take shape.

Even so, every time a sky ghost appeared and tried to attack, the twelve Dutian gods and demons would roar silently, each with a hideous face and a murderous aura, as if they were about to pounce and tear the sky ghosts apart. Those sky ghosts seemed to know how powerful they were. After feeling the murderous aura from the ancient times, they did not appear around them. They attacked Zhou Qing with all their strength, making Zhou Qing flustered.

The twelve ancient capitals of gods and demons are the supremes of all demons and the ancestors of gods and demons. This flag is just one of their billions of scattered avatars and souls. Even so, the pressure of momentum is not something that this ghost can resist. This is not a problem of strength. If we talk about strength, it is not impossible for this ghost to forcibly break the blockade of the flag, but it dares not approach instinctively. This is the instinctive fear of the lower to the upper.

Zhou Qing is too busy. If the Xuanyuan Dharma King and Wen Lanxin join forces to attack Zhou Qing outside, even if Zhou Qing's magical powers are ten times higher, he will have to die on the spot.

But the Xuanyuan Dharma King and Wen Lanxin are now entangled by others and cannot get away.

While Zhou Qing was fighting fiercely with the nine sky ghosts, he was ambushed and wrapped in a large ball of black ice. The old Xuanwu Taoist who was being stabbed by hundreds of flying swords made a buzzing sound: "The two fellow Daoists from the Demon Sect are so vicious. I guess they have no good intentions here today. I'm afraid they want to rob the old Taoist's small house."

Indeed, these hundreds of flying swords mixed with the midnight cold wave are indeed powerful, but it is still a little unlikely to kill the old Xuanwu Taoist who has practiced for thousands of years, survived the minor heavenly tribulation, and obtained the ancient narcissus relics.

As for the joint sneak attack by Xuanyuan Dharma King and Wen Lanxin, they calculated that although they could not seriously injure the old Xuanwu Taoist, at least they would hurt his vitality. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xuanyuan Dharma King used the Nine-Child Mother Sky Ghost to kill Zhou Qing and the others, and then turned around to deal with the old Xuanwu Taoist. As for the other disciples of the late-stage Xuanwu Taoist who were learned from the intelligence, although they had not yet appeared, the two did not take them seriously.

In a battle of this magnitude, the three Tianxuan Blood Demons could not intervene at all, but they also had a mission, hiding far away, paying attention to the situation in the field, and paying close attention to the movements around them. As long as the monsters with shallow cultivation appeared, they would immediately join forces to kill them. The three of them were also masters of the late stage of transformation.

The field was shrouded in light, black gas and blood clouds, and the three could not see clearly. Various powerful divine thoughts were intertwined in the field, and the three of them could not insert their weak divine thoughts at all, and they did not know what the situation was.

Zhou Qing had not been seen for a long time, but his strength had increased like flying, especially the magic weapons on his body were all top-grade goods. Although the nine sky ghosts had the upper hand, they could not do anything to him for a while.

The two were about to rush forward, and the black ice wrapped around the old Xuanwu Taoist flashed with purple light, and exploded with a bang. Hundreds of flying swords reflected and swept towards Xuanyuan Fawang Wen Lanxin and the others.

"Huh!" Xuanyuan Fawang and Wen Lanxin exclaimed in surprise at the same time. Wen Lanxin waved the Ten Thousand Demons Banner, and the black air was completely collected. The God and Demon image holding the giant long-handled sickle was also collected. Since the Nine-Child Mother Heavenly Ghost appeared, there was no need to use this God and Demon image anymore. It was originally used to delay. If it was broken by the magic spell, Wen Lanxin would really be reluctant to do it, although Wen Lanxin now has more powerful means.

Both of them were flying swords with their divine thoughts. Suddenly, the purple light flashed out of thin air. The connection between the divine thoughts and the flying swords was suddenly cut off by a mysterious force, and it also backfired. How could they not be surprised? The two raised their hands, and two red and black rays of light like streaks of light collected their hundreds of flying swords. After a brief inspection, they found that there was no damage, and they breathed a sigh of relief.

These flying swords are all top-grade. If they were all destroyed at once, the two would go crazy.

The old Xuanwu Taoist appeared, his robe was torn by the flying sword, but there were no scars on his body, and his expression was very relaxed, obviously he had not suffered any injuries. The armor on his body emitted a pale yellow light, and the ancient cracks formed strange patterns and symbols on it.

This armor was the tortoise shell on the body of the old Xuanwu Taoist when he took off his body. It was extremely hard and full of spiritual energy. After the old Xuanwu Taoist successfully transformed, he used the true fire spell to sacrifice and refine it every day, and the defensive power was even more extraordinary, especially the armor body and the old Xuanwu Taoist were born in the same body, and the two had a subtle connection. When encountering danger, it automatically resisted the attack, and there was no need to activate it at all. It was simply the best magic weapon to save lives.

However, Wen Lanxin and Xuanyuan Fawang did not even look at the armor. Their eyes were fixed on the bronze oil lamp that the old Xuanwu Taoist took off.

This bronze oil lamp has an ancient shape, with octagonal corners and spread out in eight directions. There is a strange animal head on each corner. Each animal head contains a soybean-sized bronze bead in its mouth, which makes a ding-dong sound from time to time, which is extremely pleasant to the ear.

The bronze oil lamp has only one foot, which is connected to the lamp body. There are many flame-shaped textures carved on the entire lamp body, which makes people feel hot when looking at it.

Xuanyuan Fawang looked at the bean-sized purple flame floating in the middle of the bronze oil lamp and took a breath of cold air: "Eight Scenery Palace Lantern, Tushita Purple Flame!"

"Daoyou's magic skills are amazing. He actually sacrificed the legendary top magic incarnation Nine Sons Mother Heavenly Ghost, and attacked me as soon as he attacked. I had no choice but to do it. Considering that it is not easy for you two Daoists to practice, this Canglang Water Palace is a quiet place and it is not easy to fight. As long as you two Daoists stop fighting, I will open the door and let you two Daoists leave. How about it?" Xuanwu Laodao had a solemn face, holding the oil lamp in his hand, and the bean-sized purple flame flickered, which was very imposing.

Wen Lanxin ignored Xuanwu Laodao's words, but stared at the bean-sized purple flame floating on the bronze oil lamp.

Xuanyuan Fawang heard Xuanwu Laodao's words, hesitated for a moment, and was about to speak.

"Haha, old demon Xuanyuan, your nine-child mother sky ghost is not that good!" Zhou Qing laughed loudly over there, and the nine-mouthed sky dragon sword burst into silver light, like starlight hitting the ground.

Suddenly, blood clouds rolled, and the twelve Dutian Mingwang formed a circle, wrapping a sky ghost that appeared from the void. A long golden rope like a swimming dragon quickly flew out and tied up the white-boned, green-faced and fanged sky ghost tightly.