Siheyuan: Breaking up with Shazhu at the beginning

She knew from the beginning that the character of the third generation of Jiejiao would be no ordinary person.

Not that anyone could stand out from the many powerful enemies in the Eastern Region of the Heavenly Kings and take the Chaos Clock, nor that anyone could easily refute those gods and men of the Western Church, or kill the Three Demons in a joking manner and get away safely... She had been fully alert.

Therefore, she made sufficient preparations and did not act hastily. Instead, she took advantage of the opportunity when her opponent was bathing to transform into Han Ling, attempting to absorb some blood essence from the opponent and then conduct further investigation.

However, as soon as she approached, she was quickly grabbed by the neck and questioned about her identity. Only then did she realize that the other party had already discovered their pursuit.

This did not cause a serious panic, but when her evil desires arose and she released the original power of Yuan Tu, she found that everything was beyond her original imagination...

He completely resisted the fierce attack of Yuanshi Yuantu, almost crushed his own head with a heavy blow, and had to deal with the "White-haired Scholar" who came to rescue him, and he was not at all inferior to him. All this was simply unbelievable!

At this moment, Feiying Scholar felt that her understanding of the world might be about to collapse.

Is it true that someone can reach this level within a thousand years?

Or maybe he was someone trained directly by a saint?

Beyond this, all other possibilities seem to be ruled out.

After thousands of years of cultivation, it possesses the strength to challenge the Great Immortals... What kind of monster is this?

The only ones who could have given birth to this power could be the gods in those tall towers, right?

When I thought about it seriously, I felt my heart slowly sinking into a deep and cold abyss.

If all this is related to the gods and immortals of the Jiejiao Sect, then their current actions are equivalent to fighting against the gods and immortals.

As soon as this thought arose, she felt an endless tremor emanating from her body...

Now they may not be able to kill Yu Yuan. Even if they try their best to eliminate the enemy, they may be punished!

"Take back Yuan Tu... retreat!"

The Fly Taoist shouted loudly and resolutely.

However, the Taoist in yellow and Yu Yuan were now in the decisive stage of a fierce fist-to-fist fight. How could they stop?

Taking advantage of his distracted attention, the golden mixed iron hammer in Yu Yuan's hand suddenly expanded thousands of times, and then he hit it fiercely with the hammer like a mountain.

"roar--"

The Taoist in yellow couldn't withstand such a strong explosive force, and fell to the ground like a collapsed golden mountain and jade pillar, collapsing several mountain peaks.

Taoist Fly took the opportunity to move forward and communicate with Yuan Tu through his mind in the hope of recovering the treasure. At the same time, he said to Yu Yuan, "We have misunderstood the elder of the heaven. Please leave now. I hope the elder will be magnanimous and forgive our rudeness and forgive the past!"

Yu Yuan understood what she meant, but he realized that his strength was far superior to others, so he decided to admit defeat and did not even persist in his determination to kill the man named Indra.

"You two are not from the Ashura tribe. You are indeed different from those fanatics..."

Yu Yuan sighed, then rushed towards the Fly Taoist priest waving the golden hammer.

Just wipe it out?

How could she say such innocent words?

Taoist Fly knew very well how terrifying the golden mixed iron hammer was. Even for a strong person like her, it would be shattered into pieces by the slightest impact.

So when the golden hammer came at her, she immediately turned into a dark cloud, scattered in all directions, and then condensed into the form of an adult in the distance.

His face was cold and his brows were tightly furrowed.

She didn't actually expect that sentence to end the conflict.

At this moment, she only wanted to take back Yuan Tu and quickly escape back to the Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood to seek the blessing of the Great Priest of the Styx.

The only thing is that no matter how hard she tried to cast spells, she couldn't get Yuan Tu out of her control.

The reason is that she is not Yuan Tu's true owner.

The abilities she can exert are extremely limited.

Without the blessing of the true master's magic, Yuan Tu itself will not be able to fully display its power and effectiveness.

To put it in the most important aspect—all her counterattacks were fully absorbed by Yu Yuan.

If it were an ordinary Golden Immortal or one of the powerful witch elders in ancient times, it would be impossible for them to suppress Yuan Tu and cause him to have any wavering reaction just by relying on their physical strength.

"Yu Yuan!"

Taoist Cangying's eyes showed a bit of gloom, and he spoke coldly. "Have you ever wanted to know whether the fellow apprentice who returned from home to worship the family arrived in Chaoge safely?"

Canglang's eyes narrowed, and he smiled and shook his head: "If you sincerely ask for forgiveness and are willing to serve my interests, I may be able to save your life... However, you have chosen the narrow path yourself!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a broken bell appeared above his head, and his entire body glowed with dazzling colorful light, followed by a faint sound.

The wolf disappeared instantly.

"Hello?"

The fly Taoist priest and the Taoist priest in coat, who had restrained his magical powers and returned to his normal size, looked at each other, with a look of vigilance on their faces.

"Let's go back to the Yincao River first. That Canglang is not a problem we can solve!"

The Taoist priest in the coat said this with a slightly trembling tone.

The Fly Taoist nodded slightly, and she also agreed in her heart with the true meaning of these words.

"But that Cang Yue..."

"Let our master figure it out."

"That's all."

The Fly Taoist sighed and planned to return to the bottom of the Yinming River Pool. He would temporarily hide in the depths of the boundless hell for several cosmic cycles before being reborn.

After a while, a tall and strong figure suddenly appeared several feet behind her, and then a visible bell wave spread out rapidly, blocking the surrounding space for hundreds of feet.

Fly Taoist priests are also included!

She felt as if she was stuck in a quagmire. The air around her was bound and strangled by countless tough silk ropes. Every movement required an extraordinary amount of strength.

Space locked!

Given her identity as a Daluo Jinxian, she knew that this was the effect of the power of time and space.

Understanding is understanding, but it does not mean that she can control this power of time and space. Besides, the people behind her do not leave her any room to maneuver.

Canglang did not hesitate and did not show any mercy. He raised his sledgehammer and smashed it directly at the flying Taoist priest.

When time and space were restricted, the Fly Taoist was unable to use the huge sacred energy contained in the Hunjin Hammer to dissipate it as he did before.

The powerful destructive force immediately turned the Fly Taoist priest into a bloody mist.

The original spirit broke out of the body and looked like a huge blood-red mosquito. Canglang stepped on the spirit that flew out of the body.

"Ouch...let me go...don't kill me!" the Taoist priest Fly shouted sadly.

"If you kill me, then my junior brother will also die! I have asked a copy to accompany him... and that copy is a person with the cultivation level of a Golden Immortal!"

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Right now, summon all your courage!

"Heh, Golden Immortal cultivation..."

Canglang couldn't help but sneer: "Do you think I can sense that you two are following me and not make any preparations?"

As soon as he finished saying these words, he was startled. A magical sound transmission weapon emitting holy light flew up from the Qiankun Magic Bag, and then collapsed and turned into dust before his eyes.

After the duel just now, the air around them seemed to freeze and become oppressive and heavy. The eyes of the two big guys, Goshawk and Blue Lion, were flashing with deep meaning.

Qingshi was the first to break the silence: "Since the problem has been laid out on the table... I think, Canglang, it's time for you to consider the direction you want to choose.

Qingshi's words carried a certain kind of pressure, making the atmosphere even more solemn.

At this moment, Goshawk frowned and thought. He understood the true meaning behind Green Lion's words: how to deal with this crisis to maintain the balance and cooperation between the two.

After thinking deeply for a few moments, Goshawk finally nodded, expressing his attitude and position:

Qingshi smiled slightly, "Okay, then let's discuss this issue next. I believe Canglang will make a wise choice."

Canglang stood in the corner, looking hesitant but determined. He knew that if he chose to confront, it might lead to unnecessary conflicts and risks. But he was also worried that if he did not respond to this decision immediately, he might lose more time to weigh the pros and cons.

Upon seeing this, Qingshi slowly walked towards Canglang and held out his hand, "Let us face this crisis together, Canglang, your future depends on the choice you make at this moment. This is not only your opportunity, but also the future of all of you." He said earnestly.

Canglang took Qingshi's hand, and after some hesitation, he gently squeezed his big hand and nodded to show his commitment. "I choose to fight alongside you to resolve the crisis at hand."

Afterwards, the Blue Lion and the Goshawk started a discussion, trying to find a solution to the problem while ensuring that the rights and interests of both parties were not harmed. With the interweaving of their wisdom and strategies, the crisis was gradually brought under control.

At this moment, whether it was the blue lion or the goshawk, or even the entire scene, it seemed that a new hope was emerging, heralding a new beginning.

The warm spring breeze from Microsoft stirs the drifting snow, creating a bright and vivid image of a girl.

At this moment, she was holding a magnificent scroll of mountains and rivers in her hand, smiling brightly and saying, "Immortal, you are indeed as good as a god. There is actually an enemy coming to our door, and it is a Golden Immortal Realm existence... Fortunately, I have a lot of treasures hidden on me. If I can't defeat them, at least I can still protect myself!"

Then, she excitedly handed over the Mountain and River Map: "Examine it quickly, Immortal. The person attacking us is actually a large flying insect as small as a fingernail. It has six pairs of wings and seems to be an ancient alien species. It is quite powerful. Unfortunately, it is not smart enough to actually try to invade my 'Ten Thousand Mountains Map'..."

Du Heng glanced at the scroll painting of mountains and rivers, and his eyes settled on the image of a small mosquito.

A slight smile appeared on his face, and he was not surprised by this scene.

Even though Long Ji is only a high-grade immortal and theoretically cannot be considered a match for a Golden Immortal, this cannot conceal the richness of the magic weapons she possesses!

She is the only daughter of two innate gods, Lord Haotian and Queen Mother Jinmu. How could it be simple for her?