Chapter 182 Did I let you go?
Huaxian Daoyun has only two fatal weaknesses.
First, it is the Tao seed on which this Tao rhyme relies. If the Tao seed is imprisoned or wiped out, then the flower appearance will naturally not exist. If she met a monk who could do this, Rong Qing would not be able to defeat him at all, and it would be useless to be afraid.
The second is Rong Qing's consciousness. Only when Rong Qing is conscious can she perform Tao Yun. But there will always be many situations where Rong Qing's consciousness may be confused or even completely silent. This requires her to think of more ways to avoid it.
"Illusion? Serious injuries? These may cause my consciousness to be unable to be completely clear." Rong Qing was facing an enemy that she could only fight to death, but now she was able to fight while distracted. "For example, if my spiritual platform is injured, my consciousness will probably become faint in an instant, or even fall silent from now on... It is not impossible."
"There is no solution. Isn't this the best example?" Rong Qing looked straight at Shen Zhanyan, "The soul was so seriously injured that only one head was left, but the consciousness is still very clear. ”
It is indeed a secret technique passed down by a family!
If Rong Qing learns it, her life-saving ability will be even worse.
But she also understood that it was not easy to obtain the secret skills that the clan kept under the hood, and I was afraid that even by using soul searching methods, they might not be able to obtain them.
"If I can go to the next level in the floating-character book, can I see this technique..." Rong Qing's thoughts wandered and she focused on the floating-character book.
This is normal. After all, she just got a rare secret skill from the Book of Floating Characters. The creator of this technique was obviously a powerful monk with a high status. Since the Floating Character Book can store such inherited secrets, there may be clues to the inheritance of the Shen family in the Xuanfeng Realm.
At this moment, Shen Zhanyan suddenly crossed her hands in front of her chest and suddenly tore them in front of her, tearing out countless silver threads.
These silver threads surged out and swam like snakes.
Only this time, it didn't turn into a cocoon of light to protect its master. After all, Rong Qing did not summon the sword intention to cut Shen Zhanyan.
It's not surprising that Shen Zhanyan chose to use the family's secret technique when her main body was unharmed and unable to attack for a long time.
Rong Qing's eyes suddenly lit up, her mind firmly locked on all Shen Zhanyan's movements and the changes brought about by these movements.
"The inherited secret technique of the Shen family can be used both offensively and defensively. From a defensive point of view, it can be turned into a cocoon of light. But from an offensive point of view... I have only seen it once, and that was when Shen Zhanyan suppressed the Thunder of Destruction. She won the biggest victory among them. benefits.”
Rong Qing felt a little depressed when she thought of this. However, at that time, her skills were indeed inferior to others, so Shen Zhanyan had to eat meat while she drank soup.
Even if Shen Zhanyan subdued the Great Destruction Thunder, she would have no choice but to admit it.
"Now the target of attack is no longer Destruction Thunder but me. I don't know what it will feel like."
Relying on Huaxian, Rong Qing is not afraid of Shen Zhanyan's methods.
This large amount of weak silver threads did not seem to be in a hurry to attack. They swarmed out without murderous intent and then broke into pieces, almost disappearing into the boundless sea of consciousness.
Rong Qing even saw several silver threads very close to her but did not attack, but passed by them as if they were invisible.
This scene looks somewhat familiar.
"It was the same as when she fought against the Thunder of Destruction." Rong Qing recalled it almost instantly.
Countless silver threads like this were peeled off from the cocoon of light and became entangled with the bloody thunder of destruction.
What did Destruction Thunder feel?
Rong Qing suddenly understood...
Very quiet.
Rong Qing always kept his consciousness calm, but this time the silence was different from before.
...It is the silence that is like being banished to the depths of the universe. While she was looking at the sea of consciousness, the sea of consciousness responded with indifference.
Her consciousness was pushed further and further away from her sea of consciousness and her physical body.
Rong Qing is confident that Shen Zhanyan can only stop her but not hurt her. But this time the obstruction was beyond Rong Qing's imagination.
This time, he didn’t block the light with his hands like when Zhong Xiu was joking.
She remembered the total solar eclipse she had seen as a child. Even though the sun's rays were unstoppable, there was a moment when it was completely blocked, causing the earth to fall into instant darkness. Just like this moment.
Countless silver threads spread throughout the sea of consciousness, echoing from afar. The trajectories between them are not disordered, but vaguely formed into some kind of dense pattern.
Only then did Shen Zhanyan smile, "Such carelessness will definitely lead to retribution."
The more advanced a monk is, the less he dares to underestimate his opponent, because the outcome of a high-end battle can change instantly. Such changes can even determine life or death.
Shen Zhanyan had always noticed Rong Qing's confident winning attitude.
"I'm serious this time, it's too late." Shen Zhanyan certainly saw the change in Rong Qing's expression, but she didn't think Rong Qing could fight back. While talking, he was extremely confident in his Yuan Mysterious Method.
This is of course, the Yuan Mysterious Method of the Shen family is also famous in the Xuanfeng world.
"It's not too late." Rong Qing's figure standing in the sea of consciousness became more and more ethereal, but there was no trace of panic in the voice. "My strongest attack method hasn't been used yet."
"Here comes the sword."
Before Shen Zhanyan could sneer, the sword really came.
The cold sword intent suddenly penetrated the heaven and the earth, and the icy cold breath emitted from it felt the bone-piercing pain even if Shen Zhanyan came here as a soul.
After just one encounter, the breath of Shen Zhanyan's soul began to overflow from Shen Zhanyan's seven orifices.
Bright white spots of light emerged from its mouth and nose. It was not as messy and dirty as vomiting blood. It was beautiful, but even more frightening.
Rong Qing, dressed in white, stood in the air next to Jianyi, her illusory figure gradually solidifying as countless silver threads returned to where Shen Zhanyan was.
The threat of sword intent was too great, and Shen Zhanyan could not control Rong Qing's consciousness while ensuring that her soul would not be seriously injured or even die.
Shen Zhanyan raised her hand and pointed, "Go." She shouted. Countless silver threads were intertwined with each other and at the same time with her natal magic weapon. The combined power of both sides made the snow-colored whip make a sharp whistling sound as it traveled around her to protect her.
It is a good idea to use offense instead of defense. Shen Zhanyan's beautiful eyes moved around, waiting for an opportunity to find an opening where she could strike.
Rong Qing was still afraid that Shen Zhanyan wouldn't take action, so she simply threw a move.
The sword penetrated the air and struck down on the head.
The snow-colored whip suddenly jumped up and quickly wrapped around the sword. The silver threads on the surface shrieked and fell one after another, causing a heavy snowfall in the sea of consciousness.
When the sword energy was so fierce, even the magic weapon of the monk who transformed into gods couldn't bear it. Wounds appeared everywhere on the whip, and even spread quickly until it broke apart every inch.
Every inch that breaks breaks, strong resistance breaks out and all falls on the sword intent. At the same time, the aura of Shen Zhanyan's soul is rising steadily, in the early stage, middle stage, and later stage!
On one side is an extremely powerful aura, on the other side is an extremely dim light. Such contradictory two levels appear on Shen Zhanyan at the same time.
"It's a good way to use offense instead of defense. This time, I lost." Even if Shen Zhanyan desperately didn't want to admit it, she had to admit that she couldn't defeat Rong Qing, and she would even die if she stayed any longer.
After cultivating to the state of becoming a god, no one is stupid. Compared to saving a life, nothing is a big deal. So Shen Zhanyan quickly made the decision to self-destruct her magic weapon in exchange for a chance of survival.
"But when I come back, you will have to pay the price for what you did today."
The spirit that exploded to the extreme seemed to be out of the limit of time, and it escaped from Rong Qing's sea of consciousness at an incredible speed.
At this moment, a huge pupil shadow covered the sky and occupied Shen Zhanyan's entire sight. It was like pressing the pause button on Shen Zhanyan's time. No matter how fast she went, she would never be able to escape.
Rong Qing's words came slowly.
"Did I tell you to leave?"
(End of chapter)