Chapter 1610: Breaking the Fog
The speed of this sword is so fast that it is difficult to detect the sneak attack without the murderous intention. Therefore, when the sword scratched the little tiger, no one reacted, and the sword edge was stained. Blood.
However, the sword was full of blood, and it was filled with murderous intent. Its momentum changed drastically, and it headed straight towards Cang Nanyi.
How could everyone not react to the sword with such momentum?
The first two girls to make a move were Qing Shui and Qing Xuan. Their faces changed drastically. He turned back to look at her, his eyes became colder and colder. When he looked at her, his face suddenly covered with The cold feeling of the twelfth lunar month in the middle of winter, under the great anger, seemed to vibrate from the chest with a terrible dullness.
"You are so presumptuous!!!"
However, before the two girls could stop them, they were surrounded by a group of immortals with evil eyes. The two girls were seriously injured and exhausted from the deadly battle just now. If the crowd rises up and surrounds you, how can you still have the strength to resist?
Suspicion, suspense, fear, and uneasiness have already made this group of people anxious and their eyes full of violence.
If Kunlun Mountain hadn’t been famous for so many years, it would have been recognized by all living beings as an insurmountable and disrespectful mountain.
At this moment, this group of people may have already started to want to eliminate the trouble for the two girls.
Master Fanshu has an outstanding position, but no one can stop her.
Just seeing the little tiger being injured by the flying sword, her heart tightened and her attention was focused on the little tiger. When she realized what happened, she wanted to stop it, but it was too late.
Qing Ao glanced at Jin Fujun with a slightly surprised look in his eyes.
This domineering young Golden Immortal has a rough and tumble temperament, and is a little more distracted than others.
Although the little tiger was not Cang Nanyi’s biological child, in order to save her from the danger of being nailed by evil spirits, the empress transformed into a half-body demon fairy and tempered her again. Got a new skin and body.
Therefore, even though this little tiger has no blood connection with Kunlun Mountain, he can still maintain the body of a half-demon, and even his true origin is from the same origin as the empress.
This bond is closer and deeper than the bloodline of an heir.
It is indeed much easier to break the spiritual cage transformed by Cang Nanyi with the blood of the little tiger as a guide.
The young man in white who was sitting in a wheelchair suddenly tightened his fingers casually on his knees. In his empty hands, a few strands of transparent and invisible threads suddenly appeared. .
The extremely thin silk thread was wrapped around the knuckles, and as he tightened it, it suddenly tightened into a sharp arc, as if he was planning to block the sword.
Lord Jin couldn't help but sneer on his face, having a clear view of every move under Shen Jibai's hands, and his heart was full of disdain.
Although this Jibai Young Master is regarded as the number one genius in the Ancient Yin Kingdom, in just over two hundred years, his reputation has surpassed that of countless proud men in the Shangqing Immortal Realm.
Of course, he, Sumirefu-kun, is one of the proud men of heaven who is overshadowed by his brilliance.
No matter how extraordinary his status and talent are, it cannot change the fact that his legs are disabled, his eyesight is blind, and his cultivation level is only at the peak of the Takumi realm.
Just to participate in a trial, his father would even send a peerless master like Master Wangyou to accompany him and protect him.
But in terms of force value, this clever young master may not be able to defeat anyone present.
To make such a gesture of saving people is simply overestimating one's own capabilities.
Shen Jibai closed his fingers for only a moment. In that moment, his gray eyes moved slightly, the corners of his lips raised an imperceptible arc, and the stretched bones on the back of his hands slowly loosened and fell. Go away, and the silk thread wrapped around the fingertips also falls loosely like a spider web.
With a loud and long cry, the spirit sword offered as a blood sacrifice to Lord Sumire hit the spirit cage barrier without any hindrance.
The sky clouds above Cangnan Yi's head shook. Suddenly, thunder rolled, and black clouds descended on the mountains and earth like splashing ink. The black mist that had been suppressed and dormant in the cage suddenly disappeared. She became wanton and wanton, flowing wildly along her pale skin.
The black mist suddenly dispersed and quickly engulfed the figure in the cage.
Shen Jibai sat in a wheelchair with a calm expression.
Wangyou, the beautiful woman holding the wheelchair behind him, raised her eyebrows and said, "Your Highness has no power to stop you, so you just watch?"
Shen Jibai raised his hand and touched it. Touching the corners of his eyes, he smiled faintly and said: "Leave it to that guy to act like a hero and save a beauty."
"That guy..."
Just as she was doubting herself, the beautiful woman felt something in her heart. She raised her head and looked into the distance, only to see that on the Water God Realm in the southwest, at some point, a pool of rolling plasma thunder rolled into a piece of water hanging in the sky. The huge deep black vortex gradually converged.
And in that thunder tribulation, the people who were supposed to survive the tribulation have been annihilated into ashes and dispersed into the world of mortals.
The dazzling electric light disappeared in a corner of the world, making the Kunlun Mountains, which had been covered by the night, appear even deeper and darker.
With such a vision, everyone should have broken the spiritual cage, and Mr. Jinfu should be the first to take the lead.
No matter what the empress’s plan is, now that she has been defeated, it will be difficult for her to achieve what she wants.
Lord Jinfu, who was in the limelight, raised her chest and head high, and said loudly: "Your Majesty is a saint and has received incense for eternity. She should also use her body to protect the law for eternity. But now, your Majesty's various strange behaviors have made us feel very uneasy. I might have fallen into a trap. Please open your eyes and speak up.”
Everyone followed in a loud voice: "Please open your eyes and speak."
Everyone was still respectful as before, but their attitudes were pressing closer and closer, their eyes wary and taboo. Seeing the black mist flowing out from the spiritual cage, each of them was secretly making military tactics with their palms.
It seems that whenever the woman in the black mist makes any angry move, they will not care about the saint's prohibition, and will take advantage of her imminent disaster to subdue her as soon as possible.
This is their only chance.
However, unconsciously, they had long forgotten their original purpose and enemy when they came here.
Master Qing Ao has already retreated from the war, with his arms folded across his chest, as if he was continuing to watch the good show with a mocking look.
Bright red blood beads rolled down the girl's snow-white cheeks, but she didn't even raise her hand to wipe them away.
Little Tiger has already placed one hand on the ancient book at his waist, and with a slight force on his fingertips, he can open the page.
Her eyes were deep and indifferent, like a cold pool. Her cold eyes swept over everyone, and her eyebrows were gathered together, like ice and snow gathering.
"I see, who among you dares to touch my mother."
Nvfan's eyes were very sharp, and she saw the Baiye Luoshu on the little tiger's waist at a glance, and she clicked her tongue with disgust and impatience. There was a deep fear in his eyes.
Hakuye Luoshu is a mysterious ancient scroll tempered by the fusion of the blood of the true immortal and the bones of the demon saint.
A long time ago, it was regarded as a holy object by the demons for many years.
Because he recognized this little tiger as his master, he stayed in Kunlun Mountain.
Over the years, no one has ever seen this ancient book open with her own eyes, but she has never forgotten the rumors about this book.
Once upon a time, the young demon king who had not yet awakened the power of the king's flames, used this book to instantly kill twelve high-ranking golden immortals.
This scroll fell into the hands of the Kunlun Mountain Lord who did not know how to practice. It changed from a cursed weapon for killing people to a life-saving tool. Since then, it has never shown its terrifying side to the world.
Nv Fan only knew that Baiye Luoshu stayed in Kunlun Mountain and wore the body of a tiger to protect her life. It was only today that she noticed that the moment this useless little tiger with sick bones laid his finger on the ancient scroll, she could actually feel an unknown and secret curse. .
The weak tiger clearly has the power to kill.
A chill ran down Nu Fan's spine, and her eyes suddenly turned cold. In her plan, she did not allow any harm to disrupt her layout.
Since you have a deep love for mother and daughter, I will give you a ride to reunite with her.
Nvfan's face was gloomy. She moved her body half a step forward and hid herself in the shadow of the sky. A black thunder blade condensed in the palm of her sleeve. The flashing light of the thunder blade was the same color as the darkness. It jumped under her palm for a moment. Then she flicked it out with her fingers and shot it quietly toward the little tiger's heart.
Everyone's thoughts are on the black mist that is about to get out of control, fearing that the calamity method will get involved, resulting in an irreversible end.
No one except Nu Fan took the cold threatening words of this little tiger with no cultivation at heart.
So no one noticed that Nv Fan would quietly attack the little tiger in this chaotic situation.
The girl stroking the book with her fingers lowered her eyes, as if she didn't notice.
The surging dark fog suddenly became turbulent. In the fog, clear light broke through the darkness, and the sharp sword energy flowed like silk.
With a soft sound of 'ding', it collided with the hidden murderous intention with great precision, and the thunder blade instantly turned into wisps of debris, passing in front of the girl.
And the broken sword that broke through the black mist swept away from her side and was nailed deeply between the rocks. The sword energy remained, exuding a cold brilliance in the dark night.
Sumifu's face tightened, and he saw clearly that the broken sword was actually the personal sword that he had thrown out just now.
He asked the saint to break the cage with his sword. He never thought that the personal sword that had been with him for many years would still be safe and sound.
Only on this broken sword, it is clear that the sword energy has not been damaged at all, and is even better than before. It is obvious that it has not been consumed by the spirit cage formation.
At this moment, the sound of footsteps suddenly sounded in the black mist.
At that time.
A bright, cold moon suddenly appeared in the sky.
There is thin moonlight, as if coming down from the earth and setting down the mountain.
Suddenly a strong wind blew in from the mountains, bringing with it the smell of snow and wood in the mountains. An ink-colored robe came into everyone's sight. The cloud patterns on the corners of the robe were entangled with black mist, and the wind swept the black mist. Shadows emerged from the darkness little by little, and the six aspects of the human world followed behind the man like a shadow.
It was a very tall and slender shadow. The shadow gradually became clearer. The first thing that caught everyone's eyes were the two pairs of slender silver-white dragon horns growing in the hair on his head.
They are not horns born from monsters, but a pair of genuine dragon horns.
After a frightening night, it was silent again.
Everyone saw that behind the man, the spiritual cage was still there. The black mist rolling out from Cangnan Yi's body kept hitting the walls of the cage, but it still failed to break through the cage formation to see the heaven and earth.
And the dark mist rolling away like a black dragon actually came from the person outside the cage.
What kind of calamity is that? It is clearly coming from the endless demonic energy in his body!
In this world, there are people who are full of demonic aura, and they are so similar to the vision that the Queen of Kunlun had when her calamity came.
It was so similar that no one noticed anything strange just now.
Nv Fan’s heart suddenly cast a shadow that something bad had happened.
She has been paying attention to Kunlun Mountain for so many years, but she has never heard that there is such a demonic dragon hidden in this mountain!
But... so what about the demonic dragon.
In this world, the dragon clan has long been extinct, and no one knows that it is the dragon that transformed from its bones into a demonic dragon in the deep ancient lake, although its realm of cultivation seems to be unfathomable and unfathomable.
But how could he alone be able to defeat so many immortals like them?
Nv Fan calmed down in front of her and guessed that it was this person who blocked the murderous intention that fell on the little tiger.
She had a cold face and looked at the demonic dragon man whose face was covered by Xuanbing's silver-white mask with evil eyes. She said in a cold voice: "Where is the demon?"
Qingshui Qingxuan's two daughters He was also surprised, looking at him in confusion and amazement.
As Kunlun female officials, no one knows better than them that there has never been a demon dragon in the Kunlun Mountains.
If this is the case, where did he come from.
What’s even more weird and inexplicable is.
They actually felt an indescribable sense of familiarity in him.
Black mist enveloped his long body. Under the mask, the thin, razor-sharp lips were slightly curved. Even though he was laughing, he looked cold and mysterious.
He did not answer, but raised his arm slightly, and his right hand was holding half of a broken sword, which was the sword that Lord Sumire had used to assassinate the empress.
The sword was broken in the middle, the fracture was flat and smooth, and there was still a touch of blood between the remaining half of the sword.
He nodded and raised his eyes with a faint look in his eyes, wiping away the blood remaining between the blades of the sword with his fingers.
Under the gaze of his eyes, the blood on his fingertips gradually floated and condensed into beads. He raised his arm and flicked it, and the blood beads instantly turned into a bright red line and disappeared into the space.
The face of Master Qing Ao, who was leaning against the wall to watch the joke, changed slightly. He waved his hand in the dust, and his body floated up.
However, he still took a step slower, and the line of blood passed by him, leaving a small mark of puncture under his shoulder.
Bailian turned his eyes to look at him with a half-smile but not a smile: "Have you seen enough excitement?"
In Qing Ao's eyes as cold as pig iron, at this moment Only then did a real smile appear. He didn't mind the injuries at all. He looked at Balian with a smile and said, "My little friend always surprises me."
There was a smile on his face, but He is not suppressing the killing and hostility in his heart at all.
However, in front of everyone, he never revealed Bailian's true identity.
Perhaps, he has already deduced Bai Lian's next layout and plan. At this time, just like what he did with Cang Nanyi just now, he can stay behind the scenes and use the hands of these righteous monks to reveal his identity a little bit. There must be people who come one after another to cause trouble for him, to eliminate demons and defend the way.
However, this method is most beneficial to him.
But Qing Ao doesn’t want to use it.
After all, the gentleman's agreement between him and him is still there.
Qing Ao looked distressed and said: "This is the situation I least want to see."