Big Dream Master

　　　　 Qinghuang Lao Dao stepped on a huge green lotus leaf, bowed his head and looked down at Shen Shen, and snorted:

　　 "Huh, little tricks of carving insects."

After 　　, he flicked his sleeve with one hand, and two cyan tornadoes immediately blasted out of his sleeve robe, colliding with the two whirlpool water blades.

　　 "Bang Bang" two explosions sounded, the blue light burst in mid-air, and the two water blades also burst open.

　　 Shen Luo frowned when he saw it, and understood the gap between himself and the old way, and a retreat had already sprouted in his heart.

The Qingzhu Old Dao narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly waved his palm. From his bulging sleeves, a golden light shot out suddenly, turning into a golden long rope in mid-air, and bound it towards the sinking. .

　　 The moonlight flashed under his feet, and his figure had already retreated violently. At the same time, while the palm of his hand was waving, the same gust of wind in his sleeve, a snake-shaped long sword flew out, and went straight to the old way.

　　 The blue light of the sword body suddenly skyrocketed, like a blue snake and python cruising in the sky, and within a few breaths it approached the old man.

　　 "I'm so capable, I dare to come here alone to die?" The old Dao saw the flying sword approaching, his eyes were even more sarcasm, and he lifted his palm forward and snapped it forward. .

　　 I saw the light in his palm, and a huge cyan light handprint appeared out of thin air, directly resisting the sinking flying sword.

　　 Shen Luo dodges the golden rope while urging his sword to rush forward, but the void in front of the sword tip seems to be condensed with a blue light barrier, no matter how much he instigates mana, he still can't make an inch.

　　 At this moment, he suddenly grinned at the corner of his mouth and waved the palm of his pinch to the side. On the long sword surging with blue light, there was a soft "click" suddenly.

　　 I saw two slender blue lights suddenly separated from the long sword, one left and the other around the cyan handprint, like two small blue snakes, suddenly jumped out with the momentum of thunder, rushing towards the old Dao's head.

　　 "Sword and mother sword!"

　　 The old Dao raised his brows, but there was no unexpected color in his eyes, but a sudden burst of shouts in his mouth, and his clothes suddenly swelled, centering on himself, an overbearing momentum burst instantly.

　　 Two small blue swords suddenly hit an invisible wall of air. Instead of being able to pierce in, they were beaten up and flew away.

　　 The old Dao was very satisfied when he saw what he saw. The blue light in his hand skyrocketed again, and he was about to go up in a rush to kill the guy who broke in, Shen Luo, but his expression suddenly changed, he suddenly lowered his head and looked down at him.

　　 I saw a crimson sword light that had already reached under him for an unknown time. At this moment, the light was soaring and stabs upward, and there seemed to be a blue light on the tip of the sword abruptly.

　　 Only then did the old Dao come to his senses. The two attacks of the Son-Mother Sword just now were just blindfolds, and the scarlet flying sword that came from under him was the real killer move.

　　 Just when he understood it, it was already quite late, the scarlet light of that flying sword had already been revealed through the blue lotus leaf under his feet.

　　 In the next instant, a sword tip came out of the lotus leaf and pierced towards his lower abdomen.

　　 Old Dao's eyes flashed with anger, and he pinched a weird technique in his other palm, and there was a glaucoma gushing around his palm, instantly condensing a circular shield of light, and smashed it towards the pure sun sword embryo that came suddenly.

　　 When the point of the sword approached, the blue light burst suddenly, and a thunder blasted!

　　 The thunder-falling talisman wrapped on the tip of the pure Yang sword embryo suddenly shattered, and a snow-white thunder and lightning with the thickness of an arm suddenly jumped out, and the moment it hit the light shield, it exploded countless electric wires.

　　 Old Dao only felt his arm numb, and the buckler light in his palm dimmed quickly.

　　 "Crack" made a soft sound.

　　 The cyan round shield shattered instantly, and as soon as the crimson sword light passed through, it was about to pierce Lao Dao's abdomen.

　　 But at this moment, the gray and white robe on Lao Dao's body shined brightly, and a pattern of Tai Chi Pisces emerged from it, blocking him like a water curtain.

　　The sharp edge of the pure Yang sword embryo pierced into the Pisces pattern, only to sink its internal pressure, but failed to pierce it in one fell swoop, and stood in a stalemate there.

　　 "This old guy has a lot of life-saving methods." Shen Luo cursed inwardly, and the four law veins in his body were simultaneously lit up, bursting out together with the mana in his dantian.

　　 The mother sword and the pure Yang sword embryo in front of the sword screamed sharply at the same time, and they slammed into the old road with a sound.

　　 At the same time, two sharp sounds of "swish" came, and the two swords that had just been repelled also flew upside down again, piercing the temples of the old man from the left and right sides.

　　 Seeing that Feijian was no more than an inch away from the old Dao's head, its forward thrust suddenly stopped, and he retreated at an extremely fast speed.

　　 Not only that, even Chunyang Sword Embryo and Mother Sword also put away the offensive at the same time, and flew back to Shen Luo's side.

　　 He glanced vigilantly around him, a golden light flashed on the top of his head, and the golden armor immortal clothing also emerged.

　　Although he has been fighting with this old man, his sinking mind has been paying attention to everyone present. Just a moment ago, he suddenly discovered that the man and woman beside the square on the bank suddenly disappeared and disappeared.

　　 Only then did he wake up and realize that the previous two were just phantoms.

　　 "The little guy is very vigilant..." At this moment, a man's voice appeared dozens of feet away from his side. It was the short, fat man in a brocade robe with a kind smile on his face.

　　 "Old Cangmu, don't you boast that you can handle it alone? Why is this kid still alive?" On the other side ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the graceful woman also appeared, but she sneered.

　　 "Nv Chuan, don't talk coldly, this kid is not so easy to deal with." The old Taoist said without being annoyed.

　　 "Friend Cangmu, we have already investigated, this kid is indeed here alone, there are no other monks around." The short fat man turned his eyes to the old Cangmu and said.

　　 "Okay, Friends of the Qiantong Channel, then take action together and kill them as soon as possible." Old Cangmu nodded and said.

　　 "No hurry, anyway, there is a female Daoist friend, I am not afraid that he will escape. I am interested in this kid, so let me play around." The short fat man named Qian Tong "haha" smiled and said.

　　 As he spoke, he took a big step forward, waved his palm forward, and immediately a golden light gushed out from the sleeve.

　　 Shen Luo looked intently, and saw that a golden ingot appeared in the golden light, and it grew with the wind, and the breathing room became as big as a house, and it was pressed down against him.

The thoughts in Shen Luo's heart turned sharply, and the light and shadow under his feet flickered, and he was about to use the oblique moon step to leave, but suddenly a large piece of golden light shrouded the gold ingot, and an intangible force was born inside, which bound him. In place, I couldn't break free.

　　 "Hey, the temptation of money, not everyone can resist, sometimes you just want to escape but can't escape." Qian Tong stroked his chin with a smile on his face.

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