Chapter 49: Let's watch the daytime fireworks

Lin Du endured the pressure and turned his head to look inside the cabin, "Yuan Ye, Xiqin, play anything to disrupt the rhythm of the copper bells."

Yuan Ye immediately took out the Xiqin, sat on the spot, closed his eyes and played a sad tune.

The sound of the copper bells was broken by the sad sound of the erhu, but Yuan Ye was far from being as relaxed as he looked on the surface. Usually, in order to appear intoxicated, he deliberately closed his eyes and wrinkled his eyebrows, but at this moment, it was all because of the effort, and his face had been wrinkled from white flour buns to roasted wheat wrinkles.

Yan Qing realized something, "Is it to erode the bells?"

Using this bell to break the formation is the method of southern Yunnan.

Lin Du didn't have time to answer questions, and threw something to him, "Yan Qing, Qian Qi."

Yan Qing took it, and found that it was a piece of Nanwu Tianshi.

"Tian Wu, burning fire, Li Wu." Lin Du threw something to Xia Tianwu.

Then several people were ordered by Lin Du to run around, and they barely set up the lock group formation for her.

Lin Du stood in the center of the formation, wiped the blood from the corner of his lips expressionlessly, then put down a spirit crystal, and used all his strength to force out a little spiritual power under the pressure of the high-level monks fighting, and activated the formation.

A faint golden light appeared on the ground, crisscrossing vertically and horizontally to form a Bagua pattern, and then eight golden light pillars rose up, like an inverted golden cage, tightly covering the five people inside. The pressure that was like a mountain pressing down on them suddenly dissipated.

Yuan Ye's brows relaxed, and the rhythm of the minor tune suddenly accelerated.

Lin Du felt the chaotic flow of spiritual power in her body, secretly said that it was not good, and raised her hand uncontrollably to cover her heart.

She was in so much pain. It hurt

so much that she felt like she was crushed by a hydraulic press.

Lin Du frowned and gritted his teeth to find the pain-relieving pills that Jiang Liang had refined for her. Swallowing one of them didn't work, so he simply stuffed a handful of them into his mouth and swallowed them whole. He turned his head to look at his senior brother who was struggling with that man.

Amid the mournful sound of the erhu, Ju Yuan's back became tragic, like a martyr fighting alone.

But his situation was much better than Lin Du thought, and he even had the upper hand.

Ju Yuan seemed to like dragon patterns. Today, he was wearing a blue robe with dragon patterns that fluttered in the air because of his spiritual power. The dragon behind him seemed to be alive and flying in the clouds.

The silver spear broke through the air like a dragon's roar, with a cold light. The golden spiritual power belonging to the owner of the spear exploded in the cold clouds penetrated by the sunlight. Then, with a righteous and majestic spirit, he resisted the strange attack of the monk who was clearly one level higher than him without giving in.

Colorful glare scattered everywhere, and Ju Yuan smelled a rich fragrance.

It was winter, where did the fragrance of flowers come from?

He frowned and held his breath, raised his gun and stabbed again, the gun shaft swung out an arc of light in the air, and the gun flowers bloomed, which was incredibly flexible in the man's hands.

It was originally a straight path, but it turned around a thousand times, making people dazzled and unable to figure out where the man's next move would fall.

A white rainbow pierced diagonally from the inside of the golden spiritual power wave, and the sound of tearing silk rang out one after another.

Ju Yuan's face turned pale, and he raised his hand to hold the gun horizontally in front of him to block the white rainbow. The vibration of the gun shaft made his palms numb.

"A genius favored by heaven is no more than this." The hoarse voice of the white-robed man, like that of an old woman, showed a hint of sarcasm, and then he raised his right hand and waved it slightly.

The moment the white-robed man waved his hand, the sound of the bronze bell stopped abruptly.

A cloud-breaking crossbow aimed at the ship, injected with spiritual power, and shot out.

Lin Du didn't even blink, and held down Xia Tianwu's movement to get up, and sent a telepathic message, "It can't be broken by a sharp weapon."

Her devilish master's formation was not in the usual way. The defense formations made by others could withstand large-area pressure, but as long as the strength was concentrated on attacking a little, it would be broken.

But the defense formations, sharp weapons, and single people of this spiritual ship could not do anything to it.

Unless they attack together in groups, and the explosive force cannot do anything to it, it needs constant pressure.

Basically, the monks surrounding the ship attacking the defense formation can be exhausted.

Ni Jinxuan looked at the blue figure nervously, "I think Master may not be able to beat that weirdo."

"Why do you have such an idea?" Yan Qing said calmly, "This person is hiding his head and showing his tail, but judging from the skills, it is not recorded in the biography of the characters on the Chongxiao List. Even if he is not a person, those who are more powerful than your master should be on the Chongxiao List."

There are both humans and monsters on the Chongxiao List. As long as you are in this world, you can't escape the law of heaven.

Yan Qing's implication is that the man will never be able to beat Ju Yuan.

Lin Du suddenly said, "What if someone who shouldn't be in this world comes to this world?"

Yan Qing was startled, and then looked at the ten people who were continuously attacking the defense formation in astonishment.

"Lanju Realm?"

Everything has its destiny. If it is not in this world, it is not born by the laws of this world, so it will naturally not be recognized.

"My luck has always been bad." Lin Du said, and laughed softly, "I always like to cause trouble."

There was no such scene in the original plot.

There is no ancient city under the desert, and there are no white-robed people.

The butterfly effect is much stronger than Lin Du thought. This is indeed a complete world. Even though many of them already have a script for their lives, Lin Du is the variable that intervenes.

It's still too weak, Lin Du thought.

She hated this feeling of being powerless.

She always hated it.

The defensive formation was in danger, and finally made a shattering sound under the unremitting efforts of dozens of people.

Yuan Ye's hands trembled with fear, and the melody took a turn, like an old lady falling. Xia

Tianwu raised his hand to mobilize the strange fire, ready to deal with ten monks of the same level alone.

Lin Du looked at the monks who had exhausted their spiritual power and could only maintain themselves suspended in the air. His face, which was too pale because of the pain, showed a heavy sneer, and the hand holding the fan handle slowly exerted force.

Just as she was about to spread out the Floating Life Fan, the huge shadow of a large spirit ship suddenly appeared in the sea of ​​clouds. Before she saw anyone, she heard a loud, teasing voice, "Damn it, I told you that your right eyelid twitched today, but you didn't believe it. Now look what happened, are you in trouble?"

A sword intent with a sharpness that was completely different from the owner of the voice, split into eleven sword auras in the air, which emitted a burst of sound in the air one after another.

"Little guys, Gui Yuanzong's uncle invites you to watch the daytime fireworks."

Pei Qin's figure suddenly appeared at the bow, and a sharp crossbow arrow shot at his chest.

"Damn, you cloud thieves are still carrying crossbows? The equipment is getting better and better."

The purple-robed monk raised his sword and went up, "You use the Cloud Breaking Crossbow, in return, I will give you a cannon?"

He raised his hand and swung the sword, but there was no joking in his eyes, "Sky Fire Thunder Explosion."

At the moment Pei Qin swung the sword, Ju Yuan, who was originally at a disadvantage, turned over in the air and then swept out a shot.

"The long dragon enters the sea."

Amid the continuous explosion of sword energy, the erhu was passionate and the dragon roared majestically.

The sword energy carried an explosive murderous aura, forcing dozens of people who had not yet reached the Huiyang realm to retreat one after another, and then fell into the clouds like dumplings.

The white-robed man standing at the stern was knocked back several feet by the long spear that turned into a dragon, and the edge of the jaw of the silver mask was sticky with blood.

"I've already said that I'm a cultivator on the Chongxiao list. Even if your realm is higher than mine, so what?"

The silver spear pointed at the white-robed man, and the man's eyebrows were still righteous and stern, "Why don't I send you down and find your precious beast?"