Chapter 1091 The sword rises and shakes the mountains and rivers
White Immortal Tan Yuansi looked proud, raised his chin slightly, looked at Bailian in the sea of clouds and flowers, couldn't help but play with the bamboo pen between his fingers, and said with a smile:
"A cluster of flowers blooms, and nine flowers bloom on the branches. When all nine flowers bloom together, white When it turns dark, you will turn into dust in the sky and cease to exist."
He lowered his gaze and cast it in the direction where Tiance Junshan's sword fell:
"It's a pity. Ah, when a sword becomes a spirit, its sharpness is just...that's all."
After saying one sentence, five petals bloomed in his eyes, and gradually six petals grew, and his mood naturally improved.
Baixian Tan Yuansi obviously did not expect that he would get such an unexpected surprise.
When he became famous at a young age, he was troubled by a sword and stayed away from Kunlun because of his pride.
Because of the failure of Wenjian, his self-confidence was frustrated.
Qing Shui, the female official whom he secretly admired, was unwilling to bow his head in front of her.
The pearls and jade are in front of me, but I feel that my appearance is filthy, and I can only admire them from a distance for the rest of my life.
This kind of small and humble immortality was not what he wanted in his life.
So he ordered him to pay homage to Shanmen, devote himself to the Tao of Talismans, and specialize in one technique.
Just to be famous everywhere in the Shangqing Immortal Realm, one day I can be on par with her.
He knew deep in his heart that she was a superior Kunlun female official. There was a huge gap between the two, and that was a gap that could not be bridged by time.
Now in the battle, it was discovered that the Tiance Junshan, which was originally difficult to understand and control, turned out to be nothing more than this after being enlightened.
Originally it is famous, but it is difficult to live up to it.
Facts have proved that the distance and status between him and the one on Kunlun Mountain can be made up through time.
White Immortal Tan Yuansi was in a good mood, and couldn't help but recall the peach blossoms attached to Tiance Junshan's sword, and took the sword for a look.
Unexpectedly, under the great movement of spiritual thoughts, the peach blossom clung to the sword edge motionlessly, like light grass shaking an ancient mountain, and it was actually difficult to shake it.
Tan Yuansi couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Although this Tiance Junshan sword may not be very special, the only thing about it is that it is heavy.
It is as heavy as the universe, and has the vast aura of fish and dragon in Dongyue.
How can a stroke of peach blossom power be carried?
So he had to assign Shou Feng to fetch the sword: "After being in a cage for a long time, I will return to nature.
After thousands of years, who knows the honor and disgrace.
Brother Shou Feng, please help me get this sword.
I don’t know what kind of state of mind this immortal must be in when she sees the remnants of my cold sword and the peach blossom as its sheath when she returns to the Kunlun Mountains with her sword in hand. "
Shou Feng saw that his brother's mood had improved, as if the shackles of many years had been removed from his body, and six-petal flowers appeared in his eyes.
Obviously, through this battle, he gradually made a breakthrough.
I couldn't help but feel very happy for him. He was about to escape from the clouds and go to the majestic Cangshan Mountain to retrieve the sword.
At this moment, the sea of peach blossom clouds that enveloped Bai Lian suddenly became violent and violent, and the sizzling purple lightning and green frost flickered endlessly.
Accompanied by a clear and high-pitched chirp, White Immortal Tan Yuansi suddenly felt an indifferent gaze from the sea of clouds, as if he was overlooking the common people.
His eyebrows suddenly stung, and the bamboo pen spinning lightly on his fingertips suddenly hovered, and the tip of the pen actually cut a bloody gash between his fingertips.
At the moment when the blood is low, the clouds break, and a ray of coldness envelopes the sky like the arrival of a long winter night. It has the meaning of frost killing all the grass, and the peach blossoms in the sky naturally wither.
A young blue-feathered blackbird fluttered its wings, its eyes were as black as the night, and its eyes were noble and indifferent.
It picked up a wisp of petals in the cloud and wind, and its feathers fell on Balian's shoulder.
When he opened his palm to take it, he spat out the frost-withered petals in his palm.
Bailian's eyebrows flashed with dark green talismans, and he slowly crushed the frosted petals into dust between his fingers.
Between his lips and teeth, he was also exhaling slowly and condensing frost.
“The Immortal is not a swordsman, so asking about the sword so casually will inevitably appear to be dishonest.
Although Tiance Junshan Sword has been hidden for many years, not everyone can ask about its sharpness..."
Bailian raised his pale lips, and let the remaining flowers fly into frost, and they all became a piece of cake behind him. The bleak background color of the twilight
“You have a talisman pen, so just right, I also have a magic talisman, ask the pen fairy! "
Bailian's eyes are blue, like frost and thunder, and the green-feathered black bird on his shoulders spreads its wings, circling and flying among the chaotic clouds and peach blossoms flying across.
The green bamboo pen between Bai Xian Tan Yuansi's fingers formed a trace of frost out of thin air, which made his fingers sting painfully, as if they were being pricked by needles.
His face changed slightly, and he quickly put away his pen. The peach blossoms in the sky suddenly turned into burning powder mist, and the lingering fragrance remained cold.
The flying clouds that have not yet frozen flow slowly with the pair of young cyan wings.
The wings are the pen and the feathers are the hair.
In the vivid outline, the gauze-like white clouds actually transformed into the appearance of Tan Yuansi.
The black bird swoops into the cloud statue, and the meaning is great.
Tan Yuansi's face instantly turned pale, and he couldn't help covering his mouth and gagging.
There was a biting cold in his belly, and he vomited out large and small bloody ice cubes.
I saw that the bulge of his abdomen was getting bigger and bigger, and more and more ice cubes were vomited out of his mouth.
Tan Yuansi's eyes were changing all the time, and the sixth petal that was about to rise just withered away in embarrassment.
The Taoist heart is naturally deeply affected by the ups and downs of the state of mind.
But before Tan Yuansi had time to think too much, his eyes were cold and sharp, and his left hand that was not writing quickly drew and condensed a blazing fire talisman.
He clenched the talisman into a fist, his fist burning, and struck hard at his bulging abdomen.
Only hearing the terrifying explosion sound coming from the immortal's body, Tan Yuansi opened his mouth and spat out large mouthfuls of water with a 'wow' sound.
The abdomen slowly became flat.
As an immortal talisman master, he is well aware of the horror of the talisman and does not dare to be careless at all. The bamboo pen is drawn with perfect strokes, and a straight talisman light passes through his neck.
He groaned, and a touch of blood emerged from his lips.
At the same time, the black bird chirped, and the cloud image that transformed into Tan Yuansi suddenly collapsed into fog.
Bailian raised a finger, took the black bird that turned into a rune light, and scattered the petals clinging to his skin.
The black bird spit out the spirit, and slowly spit out the energy stolen from Tan Yuansi into the center of Balian's eyebrows.
The essence and spiritual power absorbed by the peach blossom were quickly replenished, and the dry skin was restored to fullness in the blink of an eye.
He put away the magic talisman, looked at Tan Yuansi, the white immortal who said he specialized in Fengya Tao, and said: "Is it because of the great reputation that it is difficult to live up to it, or is it because the immortal Zhang Zhuozi Lisi tolerates himself and is arrogant?"
“Watch it. "
Under Tan Yuansi's cold expression, Bai Lian waved his sleeves and said: "Sword rises!"
The Tiance Junshan sword that fell into the world rose through the clouds, like a sleeping dragon waking up. , the sword pattern is bright and the sky is high.
The ancient sword surrounds the body and immediately vibrates the mountains and rivers.
Facts have proved that it is not that the sword is heavy and the flower is light, and it is difficult to bear its weight.
Even if there are no flowers, no fog, no wind and moon on the sword.
With the sound of a sword, mountains, rivers, and heavens are thousands of miles away, but it is just a moment of surprise.
Bailian held his sword and slashed horizontally. The light of the sword passed through Tan Yuansi's eyes, bringing out a wisp of peach blossoms and falling on the tip of the sword.
The scenery corresponds to the blooming branches in his heart. Balian looked at the cold-faced Bai Xian and said softly: "You are not qualified to ask about the sharpness of this sword."
Tan Yuansi looked at the old sword blooming with new light, and the sword energy that determined the world. Who would have thought that this would be the peerless grace that a mortal sword could bloom.
My throat felt bitter and my heart felt stuffy.
Four battles with four white immortals were undefeated. Balian had the upper hand but was unwilling to fight. She sheathed her sword and chopped dead branches.
He held up his seal, summoned the falcon again, and flew away into the distance.
Tan Yuansi knew that he was completely inferior in this talisman competition.
Who would have known that even though the four White Immortals came out together, there would not be a corpse demon left in the Tribulation Realm.
If word of this spreads, I’m afraid it will make people laugh!
The four immortals winked at each other and nodded with cold eyes.
Even if he was seriously injured today, he was determined not to let this kid escape!
Zan Hai took off his long clothes and lowered them to his waist. Golden Sanskrit inscriptions were all over his body. His black hair was flowing backwards, and he had an angry Vajra-like look.
He clasped his hands together, the sound of yellow bells and the great Lu sounded from the sky and the earth, and a giant palm of golden light fell from the sky, cutting off Bailian's way forward.
At the same time, he had another thought, took out the vajra, and stabbed Balian in the back of the head!
Xu Yan tapped the scabbard on his waist three times with his palm. This time, the golden sword that flew out of the scabbard was not thousands.
With three palms, he only managed to develop a palm-long golden lightsaber, which swam like a shadow dragon in the clouds and was as fast as lightning.
As soon as it appears and disappears, the outline disappears at the end of the cloud field.
Shou Feng cut across the Luoshan River with one palm, and his palms opened and closed wide!
Tan Yuansi's naturally smiling face rarely contained any smile, only a fighting spirit remained.
When he was writing, he did not paint peach blossoms, but painted the green leaves, bamboo forest and rain that he had not painted for thousands of years.
Four murderous intentions locked Bailian at the same time.
A critical moment, a moment of life and death!
Bailian stepped lightly on his wings, and the falcon flew up diagonally with its head held high.
The feathers on his body stood like swords, and they shot out quickly, hitting the golden lightsaber hidden in the clouds.
The feathers were like rain, and the golden sword was hit by them. The sword's power did not increase but increased to the limit.
Kexu Yan discovered that the small golden sword with the sword spirit was dyed and assimilated by the sword spirit of the falcon, and was no longer under his control.
His face was horrified for a moment, and he finally recognized the origin of this strange bird with a gloomy air: "It's actually the falcon bird of the Eastern Heaven Temple that feeds on sword energy?!"
Although the falcon bird is a monster, it comes from Winter Temple.
In his early years, he had shed his demonic clothes and had a mysterious aura, half demon and half immortal. How could he look so sinister and ghostly?
The Taoist Immortal made a mistake once in a while.
That little sword is good at concealed killing and can go anywhere. If used properly, it can kill three White Immortals of the same level in an instant. It is very precious.
Xu Yan cried out that he was heartbroken, but the next moment, the bird swallowed the golden sword into his belly, and his sword intent suddenly surged.
Bailian's eyes were scarlet, and both beads trembled. The power of dark blood was fully activated, and the bright red demonic energy dispersed like a heavy fog.
A blood-colored spear was displayed in the blood mist and soared into the sky. It met the Arhat's giant palm, cracking the palm prints and hanging in the sky.
At the same time, Bailian's throat felt fishy and sweet, and there were bursts of burning and cracking pain in the Dantian of his heart.
At one time, he used the power of dark blood in his body wantonly, and fought continuously, and even the corpse beads had a strong reaction.
If you continue to use it, I am afraid it will leave extremely serious backlash injuries.
When the Corpse Beads are condensed for the first time, the foundation is still unstable. No royal corpse demon here would dare to squander the power of the Corpse Beads.
But now Balian can't take care of that much.
Compared to the backlash injury, dying here is obviously less cost-effective.
Bilian didn't react much to the Vajra that struck behind his neck. He didn't even have time to adjust his posture. A burning flower bloomed on the back of his neck.
The vajra fell into the heart of the flower and made a loud sound like the golden bell.
The vajra could not break through Balian's body.
And the flower from the other shore could not swallow the vajra.
The two forces are still in a stalemate, and the situation of Shoufeng's broken palm has arrived.
Bailian raised up the universe with one sword and summoned countless mountains and rivers.
Mountains and rivers faced mountains and rivers, and the power of the White Immortal was ultimately no match for half of the Sishui Divine Source. Under the severed palm, the mountains and rivers collapsed!
Just after the two forces fought against each other, the inscription on the Tiance Junshan sword was completely destroyed.
Every trace has become extremely light, like the traces of heavy snow, which will soon disappear.
As a result, Tiance Junshan Sword can no longer be used to defend against enemies in the short term.
The most troublesome thing is Tan Yuansi’s bamboo painting.
He was born as a demon cultivator of the primates of heaven and earth, and practiced the way of talismans.
He painted the wind, the moon, flowers, trees, clouds and rivers, and rarely bamboo.
Because bamboo is his true body, if it were painted with a pen, this talisman would definitely absorb the power of his essence.
The talisman painted in this way should have a huge amount of lethality.
Bailian did not dare to be careless, and almost instantly suppressed all the mental power in the spiritual platform, and summoned two magical talismans, purple lightning and silver jade.
Purple electricity opens the way, silver jade breaks the bamboo.
A sea of green bamboo, with scattered leaves flying and bamboo carcasses everywhere.
Obviously Tan Yuansi did not expect that Bai Lian had three magical talismans hidden deep inside. His brows trembled in shock, his Qi collapsed, the bamboo was destroyed and his body was injured.
After a battle, he was the strongest among the four immortals, and he was also the one who suffered the most severe damage from Balian's strongest talisman attack.
A mouthful of blood mixed with this source spurted out from his lips, and a few wrinkles appeared at the corners of Tan Yuansi's eyes.
He, who has always been good at keeping good looks, is actually showing his age for the first time.
Among the four immortals, all were severely damaged by the backlash of the spell, and for a while, the cloud escape technique also slowed down.
They were all frightened, and they really couldn't understand how he could survive the siege of four Heshen Realm immortals without being defeated.
Is the Corpse Demon King such a terrifying race?
It’s no wonder that the Immortal Lord regards it as a taboo of the Six Paths. Once it appears in this world, it must be eradicated at all costs!
Injured by the backlash, they were temporarily unable to pursue them.
Although Bai Lian was not feeling much better, the bird under him was not damaged at all.
Zhetian's wings were swinging at a very fast speed, and he was about to escape from the area surrounded by the Four Immortals.
Seeing this, the faces of the Four Immortals were full of shame, but there was no panic that he was about to escape.
Because they know that the adult has not taken action yet.
Thinking of this, the original hatred and rejection of this difficult corpse demon could not help but change into a touch of pity and sympathy.
That lord is in charge of the ruling laws of the immortal world. He is the most merciless, cold and cruel official, and hates evil spirits.
If he died in the hands of the four immortals, he would be able to find relief.
But if that gentleman is forced to take action, he may be captured alive without any resistance, taken to the Saoji Heavenly Prison in the Shangqing Immortal Realm, and tortured by stripping corpses alive while he is still alive. The corpse demon royal family of the past could not bear it either.
(End of this chapter)