Chapter 508 You are not important [Super Cup](5/6)
"Fellow Daoist Styx, I advise you not to hurt her, otherwise you will have no chance of life today."
The ancestor of the Styx had his eyes exposed, but hesitated to take action and temporarily absorbed the energy of the iron fan.
At some point, the rhythm in the field was completely controlled by the incarnation of the water god who was only in the Golden Immortal Realm.
So much so that he spoke at this time, the ancestor of the Styx and the four black shadows were all listening attentively...
The mere fact that the resentful soul broke the mirage shocked them.
Li Changshou said calmly: "Actually, fellow Taoists and four fellow Taoists have made many mistakes.
First of all, the prehistoric world is no longer ancient, but now is the era when the way of heaven establishes order. If you want to take advantage of this great disaster to restore the Styx, it is completely a way to die.
I guess you were lobbying, so I won’t mention that person.
In addition, my incarnation is not to delay the opportunity, but to divert your attention and give the four Yan Jun a chance to release resentful souls and crack the miasma.
When they showed up, did you forget to take action and just be surprised?
Hahaha!
There is another third thing and fourth thing…How about the third thing first?”
Li Changshou paused.
The ancestor of the Styx, four black shadows held their breath, were about to tear him apart, the paper Taoist.
Li Changshou laughed and said warmly: "At this moment, I am indeed delaying the opportunity."
call out!
Before he could stop speaking, a beam of golden light flashed across Li Changshou's shoulders, and ripples appeared in the universe ahead!
This sudden golden light had already rushed to the ancestor of the Styx before the other four black shadows could react!
Just a moment!
The left hand of the ancestor of the Styx was cut off, and the figure of the iron fan disappeared!
A bird-shaped gap appeared in the broken wall of the hall in the direction behind the ancestor of the Styx.
Then, the broken wall collapsed with a bang!
The golden-winged Roc showed its figure thousands of feet away, protected the iron fan behind it, and used the immortal power to stuff a few spiritual pills into the mouth of the iron fan.
Then, the golden-winged roc looked at the black shadow holding the small killing spear, and its narrow eyes were full of anger.
The ancestor of the Styx narrowed his eyes, and was neither shocked nor angry at this moment, but instead showed confusion on his face, and his broken left hand slowly condensed.
The starry light shone down, and the ancestor of the Styx made him look a little sacred. He wondered, "Why do you want to save her?"
“This is the fourth thing I want to tell you.
But before that, you might as well take a look at what the situation is happening everywhere at this time.”
After the words came, Li Changshou, the paper Taoist, turned sideways, and outside the hall gate, Qingniu, Taiyi Zhenren, and Fairy Qiongxiao arrived at the same time.
And outside the city, dozens of figures soared into the sky!
The Red Sperm of the Ancient Sect, Huanglong Zhenren, Yun Zhongzi, Yu Liusun, Lingbao Master...
The twelve golden immortals are coming to seven more, and four golden immortals are coming!
The Great Immortal of the Dark Cloud, the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit, the Golden Hoop Immortal, the Qin Tianjun, the Holy Mother of the Fire Spirit, the Holy Mother of the Golden Light, the Zhao Tianjun...
More than twenty masters from each immortal island came, and hundreds of immortals in the sect are forming formations!
A stream of pressure fell to the ruins of this hall!
Li Changshou's paper Taoist stood with a smile, and his white eyebrows and white haired look at the old god at this moment increased his elegance.
Without any warning, the four black shadows hiding in the corner of the hall suddenly turned over and rushed forward. They directly smashed several corners of the wall and fled towards the Taoist immortals before they could encircle them!
——I made a choice in the shortest time and immediately quit the matter.
Unfortunately, it was too late.
As soon as these four black shadows moved, the Golden-winged Roc and the dozens of experts around immediately chased each other, setting off a big battle at the bottom of the Blood Sea!
There were Taoist immortals appearing in every direction, forming a net of heaven and earth...
Li Changshou didn't even look at the periphery, but just stared at the Ancestor of the Styx, who had a very calm face and the iron fan that was lonely in the distance.
A wisp of divine thought fell on the iron fan.
The ancestor of the Styx asked calmly: "Why is the fourth thing?"
Li Changshou asked back: "In the eyes of fellow Taoists, I have spent so much talk and so much effort to delay the opportunity and plan to make arrangements to deal with fellow Taoists?"
“Isn’t it?”
"Of course not," Li Changshou said seriously: "If you want to deal with fellow Taoists, I only need to induce the punishment of heaven."
"After all, you are just coming for the Red Lotus," The ancestor of the Styx smiled coldly, "I will leave my words here. The Red Lotus and I have integrated into one. If you want to get the Red Lotus, you must keep me."
Li Changshou shook his head: "Fellow Daoist, you are really old, your harsh and weak inside, making people laugh."
"you!"
The ancestor of the Styx's eyes condensed.
"I?
If you don’t hurt the human souls, I will never lack respect for you to your seniors.
Since you have reached this point, I can tell you clearly today.
I have trouble getting rid of these mirages around me in order to save the Shura princess Iron Fan, your nominal daughter.
I said so much to you before, but I didn’t say it to you, but to your daughter.
Sorry, you are in my plan today...
It doesn't matter."
Li Changshou slowly stepped back, but a ray of water-blue Taoist rhyme floated by under his feet, completely covering the hall.
The original body's eyes were filled with divine light, but the paper Taoist in the palace took out a magic weapon light ball in his sleeve and took out a familiar soul.
Supernatural powers: All things are balanced.
The ancestor of the Styx suddenly widened his eyes, and his breath suddenly dropped by nearly half;
The scholar's soul suddenly shone brightly, expanding to an ordinary size, looking down at himself in surprise.
"ah?"
Then he quickly covered his mouth and looked up at the ancestor of the Styx, he couldn't help but tremble and hid behind Li Changshou's paper Taoist.
Li Changshou kept saying it calmly:
"Old Ancestor of the Styx, I will take the initiative to send your daughter to you, so that she can get closer to you and see your true face clearly.
She has a kind of blind respect for you and feels that the meaning of fate is to be born for you.
This is not conducive to her future journey.
So, I arranged all this, and even used a lot of effort to display such magical powers on you just now.
I'm busy with so much work, I just want to teach a senior brother for me and tell her a truth that others understand..."
puff!
A sharp sword pierced from the back of the Ancestor of the Styx, penetrated the chest of the Ancestor of the Styx, and poked on a lotus petal of the twelve-leaf red lotus.
The ancestor of Styx frowned and turned his head to look at it with some difficulty.
He was just a phantom at this time and would not be hurt, but the shock and anger in his eyes were completely unfair.
A girl with long silver-white hair is now in a diving position, holding the hilt of the sword with her left hand, pressing her right hand to the end of the hilt of the sword with her right hand, and there is a phantom of a small tower above her head.
The ancestor of the Styx had his eyes wide open...
a moment ago;
When the golden-winged roc went to chase the four black shadows;
Iron Fan fell to sit there with his eyes blankly, allowing the power of the spiritual medicine to spread in his body.
A wisp of sound penetrated into her ears, and a phantom seemed to appear around her. The phantom was slowly paced and whispering some words.
【Don’t understand yet?
This is the ancestor you long for. Is your fate the nutrients to become his?
Even if you are willing, look at your tribe...
They had no chance to resist, they could only accept this end, and they came here without their minds, and they had never left their true spirits, and could only beg at the last moment.
Iron Fan, just thinking about sacrificing himself, is it really enough?]
"I, what can I do..."
A ray of Yin and Yang Taoist rhyme flowed, and a long sword fell in front of the iron fan, with rust on it.
To be continued...